Wednesday, February 1, 2017

Mixed Metaphors

My good intentions keep taking off in some sort of hand basket and I don't dare ask where they've gone... but life continues in a headlong rush of crazy, funny, frustrating, exhausting, perfect happenings. 

Most days I don't feel like I have the time (or focus) to corral my thoughts into anything longer than an Instagram caption, but life is so good and I feel more encouraged lately than I have in a while. Reflux really does a number on my morale, but after yet another medication change it's been under control for a solid month. Not every day is great, but we're in my very favorite baby stage - the six to nine month "sweet spot" where Little Miss is not quite crawling/sitting, but actively participating and interacting with everyone. Watching her and Jr start to play together is pretty much the best thing ever.

Starting to reach!

One of us is not impressed with this adorable polar bear suit.

Checking out my new boot socks...

If you're on the floor, she's in your business!

His current favorite art activity.

My super helpful assistant...

"A child is a curly, dimpled lunatic."
Ralph Waldo Emerson

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