Nap wars

For Charlotte, my love, my dream come true, On Saturday, you turned eight months old. We snuggled you in bed.  We rubbed our noses against yours.  We blew raspberries on your belly.  We chuckled at your high-pitched squeals of delight.  We →MORE...

Lately, Charlotte will not allow me to leave home for our daily walk unless she has a lovey of some fashion with her.  You can hardly see it tucked away in the carrier, but I promise you that the neon pink →MORE...

Alternatively titled: THIS IS THE BEST DAMNED CHOICE I EVER MADE. 1.    When I hear a love song on the radio, I think of Charlotte. 2.    Watching her wake up is the highlight of my day. 3.    I →MORE...

...she fell asleep on the changing mat.  I wish I were so lovely when thoroughly exhausted, but alas, when I pass out mid-chatter from sheer sleepiness, there seems to be quite a bit more drool involved.

Feb 17, 2010
When Charlotte was first born, I took a ton of photographs of her asleep because, well, that’s pretty much all she did.  But I rarely, RARELY, take sleeping pictures anymore.  She still spends quite a bit of her time asleep, I →MORE...