Six weeks! She is six weeks old already! Who keeps pushing the fast forward button?
Yes, I know it’s grainy and badly lit. Yes, I know I need to spend more time studying Tracey’s advice. But look! A smile! One of thousands. She is the smiliest baby. When she is awake.
It is not all giddy lightheartedness around here. We can be solemn, too.
Sometimes we have important things to say, in a jovial manner.
Whistling is a pleasant way to pass the time.
When You Happen Upon a Scene Like This…
Flotsam and Then Some
Making Lists, Checking Them Twice
On the Third Day of Christmas…
Red Carpet Treatment