7 months today!

The number 6 is quickly becoming my favorite number. Happy 7th month free of my womb, Rowan! You are so much fun, and every single day brings new joy and adventure. I'm the world's luckiest mommy.

Happy doesn't begin to describe it...

WOW. This must be The. Best. Toy. EVER.

Dainty Diner

"Country Garden Vegetables" in a jar is a bigger hit with Cleopatra than with Rowan.

Peaceful Saturday.

I sort of love it a lot when Rowan falls asleep in my arms. I mean, sure, it means I don't get the work done that's on my to do list, but it also means she feels comfortable and secure.

OUT. Omigoodness, OUT!

Now, WHY couldn't we have seen this two and a half hours ago? I know why. Because mommy has early morning plans and had hoped to sleep all the way through without waking up for feedings. All week long she goes 8+ hours every night, but come Saturday, we have bright, wide open eyes at the crack of dawn. One would think she was already conditioned to expect Saturday morning cartoons.

How is it fair to make the baby SUCH a morning person when the mommy is so very profoundly NOT???