Oh my god oh my god oh my god! So, there I was sitting at the bar with Tots for a little midweek toast to, well, the week being half over. I’d been rambling on and on about Colby and bikinis and squish-faced dogs for about half an hour, when, suddenly I notice that Tots hasn’t touched her pinot. “You’re not drinking,” I say. Even before she answers, I just know. It might have something to do with the fact that she’s just pulled a bag of crackers out of her bag and is chowing them down like Pekinese chows bacon (my aunt had made me promise no table scraps, but they were just so cute, and it’s not like they’ll tattle on me…). Anyway, it’s true! Perhaps the chemise I gave her for Christmas set the wheels in motion. I do hope it’s a girl. I can already see her on the beach in her Baby Ziggy Katie bikini. How cute is that?