I'm sure you wouldn't believe it if I told you that this child, in a fit of anger, told me she was going to give our baby away. To emphasize her seriousness, she also threw one of Edward's diapers and her boots across the room.
Patrick, in casual observance of her fit of rage, said,
"Have you ever noticed how assertive Camille can be?"
No, Son. No, I hadn't.
Can you believe a friend of mine made these for the baby? Aren't they adorable? Seriously, some of the talent possessed by the women of the world blows my mind.
Another friend of mine made me some salted chocolate toffee pretzels and told me to hide them and eat them when I need a pick me up.
Holy Dangerous, Bat Man!
After she left and my little kids were napping, I thought I would sample her chocolate confection. Ummm, there is almost nothing left. These are slap-your-mama-good and none of the calories count at this time of year.
That's what I'm telling my postpartum self, anyway.
Topher has been watching a little bit more television than usual.
Hey, guess what?
I don't feel one bit guilty about it.
Enjoy it while it lasts, Son. Enjoy it while it lasts.
Appropriate television viewing ensemble
Now for some gratuitous baby pics because I'm the mom and I can.
Isn't he cute?
Yeah, I think so too.
Have a fab Wednesday.
I'm off to cuddle with an infant.