We get to wake up to this every day
Thursday, April 30th, 2009She is getting cuter by the minute. Just when I think she couldn’t possibly get any cuter,
She is getting cuter by the minute. Just when I think she couldn’t possibly get any cuter,
Baby thighs are pretty gross. I have to stick my finger in the folds when she’s in the bath to make sure everything gets out.
Dear Violet Today you turn five months old, and I love you so much that I was once actually nauseated. That may have been the day-old
Extreme close-up. Ouch. But I guess we do kind of look alike. Sorry for the dearth of posts lately. I just finished my two weeks on wards and, while it wasn’t too bad, I didn’t have a whole lot of time for pictures. Well, that’s not entirely true.
I went with a pink and brown color scheme with the nursery, but found it to be a little limiting. I’m trying to introduce some birds and bohemian-type flowers into the decor, and found this rug: