These are taken with my new camera!
She loves to wear Mama's jacket.
And a story from Thursday:
Jake got to go out of town for work things, and he texted to rub in the fact that he was getting homemade root beer on tap, and a delicious Reuben for lunch.
I offered: "Trade you for a baby that won't nap."
I even sweetened the deal: "I'll throw in a bitchy cat for free!"
And ten minutes of crying later: "Hell, keep the Reuben."
"Keep the Reuben" has become our code phrase for "Things are tough" or "Mom needs a break."
(Guppy's been a little monstery in spells the last few days, but on the whole, things are good! I'm in the home stretch of a rather long, involved personal project, and it's been eating a lot of my blogging time.)