Every morning and evening, Chris and I are amazed that she is kicking around--harder and more forceful and insistent with every hour. Like an alien that is just frantic and trying to find some way out of captivity.
Which, let's be honest...
Chris took these pictures of a rose he plucked from our rosebush. A rosebush that has flourished DESPITE our best efforts to neglect it. Isn't it amazing how life and growth just happens?
Without trying to be too sappy and sentimental...
Well, here it is. I had just polished off 4 Trader Joe's Fudge-Covered Peppermint Cookies. They're like Oreos dipped in dark chocolate, with Peppermint sprinkles. AH-MAZ-ING.
If you didn't get anything good at the Anthro sale, seriously, eating even one of those suckers is just as good as a sparkly headband.
Isn't that headband so pretty?