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open_flame Liz: I would give my left arm for a chocolate cupcake right now.
Kitty: Oh my god that sounds so good. With peanut butter filling.
Liz: Nah, mint frosting. I should make a trip to New York...
Kitty: Let's make a day of it! We should do some baby shopping too.
Liz: *gently nod* Yeah, might be nice to get away after...*she pauses, not wanting to say she made her link work, and reached Jack who was decidedly NOT Jack at the time* Just be nice to think about normal stuff, you know? Let's get a car.
Kitty: *hugs her, happy for a chance to maybe cheer her up* Done. Meet me out front in five?
Liz: *go to get an SUV, just in case they get super spendy* Consider it done.
Kitty: *grabs her purse from the library and heads out front*
Liz: *ready and waiting* So, what's your budget. *pokes at the GPS* That'll determine where we go.
Kitty: Umm... we haven't really talked about it. Nothing too over the top, I guess. Why spend a fortune on clothes they're only going to wear for a month or two?
Liz: Good point, but aren't you asking for a lot of thing in your registry?
Kitty: *ashamed look* We haven't registered yet.
Liz: Well, we'll have to fix that. *grins and selects a moderately priced store on the GPS*
Kitty: *sigh of relief* Oh thank goodness. I didn't want to keep nagging John about it.
Liz: Guys don't really get into the baby buying stuff. At least not until after they're born, don't worry about it.
Kitty: I guess so. I've bought most of the big stuff online, like the furniture.
Liz: Yeah? *gently* That was before the whole...possession thing, right?
Kitty: *shakes her head* Since. Virginia actually kicked me into gear on that one. She couldn't believe the nursery wasn't ready.
Liz: I had...Jack's PA to help with all that. I swear she used to baby me worse than he did.
Kitty: At least you had someone, right?
Liz: *smiles* You have me. Or her, if you want. She likes helping. And with Jack...gone, she's trying to distract herself too.
Kitty: *grins* Does she like putting together furniture?
Liz: I was thinking more the planning stuff. Sarah's....she's not very good with stuff that's traditionally guy stuff.
Kitty: Speaking of planning... I had an idea. I know you're probably not thinking much about parties, but I think we should have a joint baby shower, instead of me throwing you one and you throwing me one.
Liz: We'll see what happens. Maybe we can use Jack's club in Manhattan, it's kinda built for parties, you know?
Kitty: A baby shower at a club?
Liz: Not that kinda club. It's -Jack-, for God's sake. *snickers* It's a dinner club, lots room and amazing food.
Kitty: Ohhhh... is there a stage? Can we sit on the stage like queens?
Liz: Uh...yeah. They have singers so there's a stage. *nervous throat clear* You can have a...spot on the stage if you want it.
Kitty: We should have thrones. And tiaras!
Liz: -YOU- can have that if you want. Me, *headshake* Uh uh. I don't want any more attention than I already get just being with him.
Kitty: Okay, okay. No thrones. *may still wear a shirt with a tiara on it*
Liz: You can have a throne if you want it, OK! *snappish* Just...let's just worry about baby crap, alright?
Kitty: *lets that go, because she knows how stressed Liz is* Okay. So what do I need besides, clothes, diapers, bottles and wipes?
Liz: *eyebrow* Seriously? *tiny chuckle* No, not just that. There's a whole check list int he books, Kitty. You have one with you?
Kitty: Um, yeah, I think so. *digs around in her bag*
Liz: Check the back, there should be a checklist. *and why not, they're in NY now.* Hurry up, we're almost there.
Kitty: *turns around the best she can, and happily finds one. It's long-front and back?* Wow, this is a lot.
Liz: I was gonna give you our old stuff, but we need it now. Sorry. *grins and parks* See why I got an SUV?
Kitty: *nod* I'll talk to John about that.
Liz: *laughs* No, I meant to carry all the stuff we're gonna buy. *laughs* But, depending on the car you guys want. SUV or Van.
Kitty: Ugh, I don't want to be a van mom.
Liz: *cheeky grin* Station wagon?
Kitty: *eyeroll of doom*
Liz: *Smirk that looks remarkably like Jack's* SUV it is, then.
Kitty: SUV is good. *grins* I like this one, actually.
Liz: *eyebrow* You sure John will want you guys to get a BMW? I mean, they're not...cheap. What about a...Chevy, or something.
Kitty: Oh, right. He likes Hondas, he says their reliable.
Liz: *snickers* They are...sounds just like John. *parks and gets out of the SUV* Now, where should we start?
Kitty: I think we're going to need carts. Lots and lots of carts.
Liz: *snickers and pulls out two* We can always have things delivered, remember.
Kitty: *nods* Right. I hope they're ready for the blitz that's about to happen.
Liz: *sighs, though it's lovingly* I think they can handle it, Kitty.
Kitty: *grins* You've never seen me on a shopping spree, have you?
Liz: I have...but I've been shopping here before so, I think they can handle it. *shrugs*
Kitty: Okay, let's start with the big stuff then. *consults the list* Strollers and car seats.
Liz: Just be happy you're not having twins. *grins and points towards the appropriate section* John's not gonna be upset you're doing this without him, is he?
Kitty: I think he'll be happy I saved him the work. I've never seen him so stressed, Liz. He's always exhausted.
Liz: *frowns* Well, that comes with the job, Honey. Jack was sleeping so much on the island, Never seen that in my life. Maybe you and John should take a vacation once all this shit passes, yeah?
Kitty: I've thought of that too. I just hope it won't be too close to when the baby's due. Oh wow, there's so many strollers to choose from!
Liz: *matter of factly* Get a convertible one, those are easiest. 'Course they're a bitch to put together but the store can do that.
Kitty: Convertible? *is imagining cars*
Liz: *walks over to a stroller, flips a few leavers and pulls off the "car seat" portion with one hand while closing the stroller portion up with her other hand and her leg* See. Two in one. So much easier.
Kitty: Oh, I see! That's awesome! Okay, I'll take one of those. Do they come in pink?
Liz: *sneers at the idea of pink. Her daughter is getting...not pink* I guess, if that's what you want. I want a green one.
Kitty: Wait, don't you already have two of these?
Liz: Not a fancy convertible one. *grins* That's half the fun of this, you know?
Kitty: Getting the latest and greatest? *grins* You know, I think I like the yellow one with the butterflies.
Liz: *chuckles* John's gonna love that.
Kitty: I hope so! *writes down the number to order it and have it shipped to the house*
Liz: *would say she was being sarcastic but, nope* OK, what else do you need?
Kitty: *looks at the list* This says boppy. What is a boppy?
Liz: *grins* This insanely overpriced pillow thing that keeps the baby from falling over. Bet they have one with butterflies.
Kitty: *turns the cart into the next aisle and spots them* Oh, they have sheep! *runs over*
Liz: Yay sheep.....*follows unenthusiastically*
Kitty: You don't like sheep? *reads the package* Oh, they make different covers you can take off and wash. Cool!
Liz: Yup. Thomas had stars and Trevor had books. *smiles* They are useful.
Kitty: Right, because babies puke a lot, right? *picks out several, including one with butterflies*
Liz: Amongst other things, yeah. *nose crinkle*
Kitty: *laughs* I've heard about boys peeing everywhere. At least we're having girls!
Liz: Sometimes girls are worse than boys though.
Kitty: Really? How? *starts looking at breast pumps and is totally freaked out*
Liz: When they get older. *nods at the pump* Not nearly as fun as it looks.
Kitty: Fun? Not what I was thinking. Just... it would let me sleep more, right? If John could get up and give her a bottle?
Liz: *joke went over Kitty's head* Yeah, sure. They don't hurt as much as not doing it, actually.
Kitty: *is she really surprised?* It hurts? I've been avoiding the chapters on breastfeeding, honestly.
Liz: Well, yeah. Your breast will want to get rid of the milk or...man...*winces* Just trust me, breast feed or get the pump, OK?
Kitty: *nods and puts the pump in the cart* Now bottles. I don't understand why there's so many different kinds.
Liz: Because there are moms who will freak out and by every single last one. *like Liz did the first time around*
Kitty: So how do I know which one is the best?
Liz: Honestly, you can't really until she gets here. Babies are little people, they're picky.
Kitty: *contemplates* One of each, then.
Liz: *under her breath* That's how they getcha.
Kitty: *scowls* then what would you suggest?
Liz: Buy a couple, then see what she likes.
Kitty: Okay. *picks a few at random* Diapers next?
Liz: If you want sure. You're not gonna need them for a while, though.
Kitty: That's true. So what am I missing?
Liz: You only have one cart full, there's got to be LOTS of things.
Kitty: * checks the list again* Diaper pail. Burping cloths. Bedding. Clothes. OMG I forgot clothes!
Liz: *grins* They have that here too. *points* Over there.
Kitty: *pushes her full cart over to the clothes* Oh my god. I'm going to die of cuteness!
Liz: *laughs* Don't go too crazy. You've still got a baby shower coming.
Kitty: *ignores her and squees when she sees bath stuff* Look, it has feet! http://bit.ly/fofaKS
Liz: *grins* That's cute, really it is.
Kitty: Oh my god that sounds so good. With peanut butter filling.
Liz: Nah, mint frosting. I should make a trip to New York...
Kitty: Let's make a day of it! We should do some baby shopping too.
Liz: *gently nod* Yeah, might be nice to get away after...*she pauses, not wanting to say she made her link work, and reached Jack who was decidedly NOT Jack at the time* Just be nice to think about normal stuff, you know? Let's get a car.
Kitty: *hugs her, happy for a chance to maybe cheer her up* Done. Meet me out front in five?
Liz: *go to get an SUV, just in case they get super spendy* Consider it done.
Kitty: *grabs her purse from the library and heads out front*
Liz: *ready and waiting* So, what's your budget. *pokes at the GPS* That'll determine where we go.
Kitty: Umm... we haven't really talked about it. Nothing too over the top, I guess. Why spend a fortune on clothes they're only going to wear for a month or two?
Liz: Good point, but aren't you asking for a lot of thing in your registry?
Kitty: *ashamed look* We haven't registered yet.
Liz: Well, we'll have to fix that. *grins and selects a moderately priced store on the GPS*
Kitty: *sigh of relief* Oh thank goodness. I didn't want to keep nagging John about it.
Liz: Guys don't really get into the baby buying stuff. At least not until after they're born, don't worry about it.
Kitty: I guess so. I've bought most of the big stuff online, like the furniture.
Liz: Yeah? *gently* That was before the whole...possession thing, right?
Kitty: *shakes her head* Since. Virginia actually kicked me into gear on that one. She couldn't believe the nursery wasn't ready.
Liz: I had...Jack's PA to help with all that. I swear she used to baby me worse than he did.
Kitty: At least you had someone, right?
Liz: *smiles* You have me. Or her, if you want. She likes helping. And with Jack...gone, she's trying to distract herself too.
Kitty: *grins* Does she like putting together furniture?
Liz: I was thinking more the planning stuff. Sarah's....she's not very good with stuff that's traditionally guy stuff.
Kitty: Speaking of planning... I had an idea. I know you're probably not thinking much about parties, but I think we should have a joint baby shower, instead of me throwing you one and you throwing me one.
Liz: We'll see what happens. Maybe we can use Jack's club in Manhattan, it's kinda built for parties, you know?
Kitty: A baby shower at a club?
Liz: Not that kinda club. It's -Jack-, for God's sake. *snickers* It's a dinner club, lots room and amazing food.
Kitty: Ohhhh... is there a stage? Can we sit on the stage like queens?
Liz: Uh...yeah. They have singers so there's a stage. *nervous throat clear* You can have a...spot on the stage if you want it.
Kitty: We should have thrones. And tiaras!
Liz: -YOU- can have that if you want. Me, *headshake* Uh uh. I don't want any more attention than I already get just being with him.
Kitty: Okay, okay. No thrones. *may still wear a shirt with a tiara on it*
Liz: You can have a throne if you want it, OK! *snappish* Just...let's just worry about baby crap, alright?
Kitty: *lets that go, because she knows how stressed Liz is* Okay. So what do I need besides, clothes, diapers, bottles and wipes?
Liz: *eyebrow* Seriously? *tiny chuckle* No, not just that. There's a whole check list int he books, Kitty. You have one with you?
Kitty: Um, yeah, I think so. *digs around in her bag*
Liz: Check the back, there should be a checklist. *and why not, they're in NY now.* Hurry up, we're almost there.
Kitty: *turns around the best she can, and happily finds one. It's long-front and back?* Wow, this is a lot.
Liz: I was gonna give you our old stuff, but we need it now. Sorry. *grins and parks* See why I got an SUV?
Kitty: *nod* I'll talk to John about that.
Liz: *laughs* No, I meant to carry all the stuff we're gonna buy. *laughs* But, depending on the car you guys want. SUV or Van.
Kitty: Ugh, I don't want to be a van mom.
Liz: *cheeky grin* Station wagon?
Kitty: *eyeroll of doom*
Liz: *Smirk that looks remarkably like Jack's* SUV it is, then.
Kitty: SUV is good. *grins* I like this one, actually.
Liz: *eyebrow* You sure John will want you guys to get a BMW? I mean, they're not...cheap. What about a...Chevy, or something.
Kitty: Oh, right. He likes Hondas, he says their reliable.
Liz: *snickers* They are...sounds just like John. *parks and gets out of the SUV* Now, where should we start?
Kitty: I think we're going to need carts. Lots and lots of carts.
Liz: *snickers and pulls out two* We can always have things delivered, remember.
Kitty: *nods* Right. I hope they're ready for the blitz that's about to happen.
Liz: *sighs, though it's lovingly* I think they can handle it, Kitty.
Kitty: *grins* You've never seen me on a shopping spree, have you?
Liz: I have...but I've been shopping here before so, I think they can handle it. *shrugs*
Kitty: Okay, let's start with the big stuff then. *consults the list* Strollers and car seats.
Liz: Just be happy you're not having twins. *grins and points towards the appropriate section* John's not gonna be upset you're doing this without him, is he?
Kitty: I think he'll be happy I saved him the work. I've never seen him so stressed, Liz. He's always exhausted.
Liz: *frowns* Well, that comes with the job, Honey. Jack was sleeping so much on the island, Never seen that in my life. Maybe you and John should take a vacation once all this shit passes, yeah?
Kitty: I've thought of that too. I just hope it won't be too close to when the baby's due. Oh wow, there's so many strollers to choose from!
Liz: *matter of factly* Get a convertible one, those are easiest. 'Course they're a bitch to put together but the store can do that.
Kitty: Convertible? *is imagining cars*
Liz: *walks over to a stroller, flips a few leavers and pulls off the "car seat" portion with one hand while closing the stroller portion up with her other hand and her leg* See. Two in one. So much easier.
Kitty: Oh, I see! That's awesome! Okay, I'll take one of those. Do they come in pink?
Liz: *sneers at the idea of pink. Her daughter is getting...not pink* I guess, if that's what you want. I want a green one.
Kitty: Wait, don't you already have two of these?
Liz: Not a fancy convertible one. *grins* That's half the fun of this, you know?
Kitty: Getting the latest and greatest? *grins* You know, I think I like the yellow one with the butterflies.
Liz: *chuckles* John's gonna love that.
Kitty: I hope so! *writes down the number to order it and have it shipped to the house*
Liz: *would say she was being sarcastic but, nope* OK, what else do you need?
Kitty: *looks at the list* This says boppy. What is a boppy?
Liz: *grins* This insanely overpriced pillow thing that keeps the baby from falling over. Bet they have one with butterflies.
Kitty: *turns the cart into the next aisle and spots them* Oh, they have sheep! *runs over*
Liz: Yay sheep.....*follows unenthusiastically*
Kitty: You don't like sheep? *reads the package* Oh, they make different covers you can take off and wash. Cool!
Liz: Yup. Thomas had stars and Trevor had books. *smiles* They are useful.
Kitty: Right, because babies puke a lot, right? *picks out several, including one with butterflies*
Liz: Amongst other things, yeah. *nose crinkle*
Kitty: *laughs* I've heard about boys peeing everywhere. At least we're having girls!
Liz: Sometimes girls are worse than boys though.
Kitty: Really? How? *starts looking at breast pumps and is totally freaked out*
Liz: When they get older. *nods at the pump* Not nearly as fun as it looks.
Kitty: Fun? Not what I was thinking. Just... it would let me sleep more, right? If John could get up and give her a bottle?
Liz: *joke went over Kitty's head* Yeah, sure. They don't hurt as much as not doing it, actually.
Kitty: *is she really surprised?* It hurts? I've been avoiding the chapters on breastfeeding, honestly.
Liz: Well, yeah. Your breast will want to get rid of the milk or...man...*winces* Just trust me, breast feed or get the pump, OK?
Kitty: *nods and puts the pump in the cart* Now bottles. I don't understand why there's so many different kinds.
Liz: Because there are moms who will freak out and by every single last one. *like Liz did the first time around*
Kitty: So how do I know which one is the best?
Liz: Honestly, you can't really until she gets here. Babies are little people, they're picky.
Kitty: *contemplates* One of each, then.
Liz: *under her breath* That's how they getcha.
Kitty: *scowls* then what would you suggest?
Liz: Buy a couple, then see what she likes.
Kitty: Okay. *picks a few at random* Diapers next?
Liz: If you want sure. You're not gonna need them for a while, though.
Kitty: That's true. So what am I missing?
Liz: You only have one cart full, there's got to be LOTS of things.
Kitty: * checks the list again* Diaper pail. Burping cloths. Bedding. Clothes. OMG I forgot clothes!
Liz: *grins* They have that here too. *points* Over there.
Kitty: *pushes her full cart over to the clothes* Oh my god. I'm going to die of cuteness!
Liz: *laughs* Don't go too crazy. You've still got a baby shower coming.
Kitty: *ignores her and squees when she sees bath stuff* Look, it has feet! http://bit.ly/fofaKS
Liz: *grins* That's cute, really it is.
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