in n out

i can't believe it but baby has now been out as long as she was in!  happy 41 weeks baby girl!

baby and her medical issues

i took baby girl to the doctor this afternoon.  for the THIRD time in a month.  i took her in four weeks ago because of those strange spots, and then for her nine month appointment, and then today because she's had a continuous high fever that's not responding to tylenol.  so even though one of those was a routine appointment, the other two were definitely the "talk to a nurse on the phone until she tells you to come in to see a doctor... right now."  and honestly, we probably would have had two more visits if we hadn't been traveling because of the super weird face rash and the EXTREME fussiness in colorado.  those probably would have each gotten their own visit if we'd been in town for it.

man, baby girl, you're sure keeping us busy.  the good news from today is that there's no ear infection or anything else like that.  baby came down with congestion and a runny nose two days ago and last night when i was putting her to bed she felt hot and had a temp of 101.5.  she woke up at 2:30 this morning and was burning up.  i mean like smoking hot.  all over every inch of her body.  her underarm temp read 102.5 so i tried to just calm her down and keep her comfortable while holding a damp washcloth on her back and belly for close to an hour until she fell asleep.  call me crazy but i loved every second of it.  there's something so special about being up in the middle of the night with a sick baby.  in my head it's a romantic idea and i found it to be the same in person.  sad for baby though.

anyways, this morning she was back at 101.5 so i gave her tylenol at 8 and again at noon.  she only napped for 45 minutes this morning and this afternoon she napped from noon to 1 30 and woke up crying and her cheeks were super flushed and fiery hot.  and she was so fussy she'd cry every time i put her down and she was refusing to nurse/eat.  so after five missed calls to my mom, i finally just called the doctors office and talked to a nurse who said i should bring her right in.  appointment scheduled for 30 minutes out.  i LOVED the doctor we met with!  we met with dr. borden and she was wonderful!  too bad we didn't have this doctor all along but oh well because the nine month well check was our last appointment with our something's-off regular doctor anyways.  the nurse took baby's temp and got 99.7 which i told the doctor was much lower than it's been the whole time.  the doctor took the temp again and got a solid 102.  she said she likes to take the temperature herself just to make sure it's correct.  i like attention to detail like that.  she was very friendly and personable and clear and i walked away from that appointment thinking it wasn't a waste of time ("darn, tedious waste of an evening" name that quote) which is what i normally feel with doctors appointments.  which is why when it's me, i just prefer to wait things out until they go away.  not because i hate going to the doctor but just because it always seems to be a waste.  anyways, i digress.  i always digress.

flushed and fiery.  don't ask why this picture is so tiny.  i have no clue.

so now we are back home and baby is down for a nap for the third time today.  crossing my fingers things go well for her tonight since i'll be ditching her for a baby shower.

communication!

go ahead and think i'm delusional but i swear my kid is talking/signing "all done" when i ask her if she's all done.  she's been doing it off and on for over a week and it's happening frequently enough that i no longer think it's just a coincidence.  she'll raise/move/shake her hands while saying a "da" sound.

i think this is one of the coolest stages for kids because it's the transition from "are you a black hole?!" to "oh my goodness we're really communicating!"

i'm excited it'll give me someone to talk with around here.  my mr. darcy has been MIA lately and, as always, is not what i would call "chatty."

who wants to place bets on her first word?  anyone?

easter sunday

we could also title this "my husband refuses to believe he is color blind."

i told my christopher on saturday that he needed to wear a pink tie to church on sunday since baby and i would also be wearing pink and we could trick people into thinking we were a cute, put together family.  he did a really good job and looked absolutely charming in his handsome suit and pretty pink tie.  i was in the middle of telling him this, on our usual drive to church of hitting every single light on el camino, when he looked at my skirt and said "why'd you want me to wear a pink tie to church today?  why're baby and i the only ones wearing pink?  why're you wearing an orange skirt?"

WHAT?!?!  orange?!?!  i already knew my skirt wasn't bright pink but i've never had anyone call it ORANGE before!  we spent the rest of the drive debating the color of my skirt and i may have reminded him of the time we went to home depot to pick out a red "for rent" sign that he insisted was orange.  it lead to a pretty animated debate that involved polling a number of people shopping the aisles.  i'm pretty sure i won.  anyways, we asked baby what she thought (she was the only one around to poll) but didn't get a definite answer.  so throughout church honey continued to comment to me on my "orange" skirt.  and on the way home he fake polled people in the cars driving next to us.  now that i think of it, it was kind of hilarious.  he can be funny like that.

so here is my "orange" skirt.  you can't really see the seersucker unless you enlarge the picture (go ahead and do that now). the colors actually "match" better in the picture (because the light colors are so blown out) than in person. i'll be honest, they actually clash.  i didn't realize until we were about to walk out the door just how different our "pinks" were. baby's dress was a true pink and white. my skirt was more of a cream and vintage rose sort of color combo.

isn't the dress to die for?!?! i am so in love with it. my wonderful mother actually got it for her. coincidentally, she also got me my skirt. she also gave me that cartigan that used to be hers. wonderful is definitely an understatement.

i am obsessed with my child. just in case you forgot.

poor baby girl. after church she was soooo tired from being awake for somewhere around five hours. as i was about to put her in bed i remembered that we hadn't taken any pictures. so i took us all outside and we got those pictures (above). then as i was about to put her in bed again i realized that maybe down the road i would want a few pictures of her in the glider since that's kind of our spot for taking pictures. i set baby in the glider and BAM! she exploded! in a fit of crying and a whole lot of tears. totally traumatized that she'd never get her nap. so we have this blurry, out of focus, sad face picture.  my baby NEEDS her beauty sleep.

anyways, i think it's hilarious.

pesto advice please

i'm eating it on bread/toast, pasta, and chicken mostly.  and straight... but not very often.

i need more ways to eat pesto.  got any ideas for me?  want to send some recipes my way?

or recipes in general.  easy ones.  with not a lot of ingredients.  something on my level that's still delicious.  bonus points if my honey likes it too.

i'm not a fan of the USPS

inadequate once again.

two different names. two different addresses. just read the black and white.

i finally gave in and made these signs and taped them to our door.

didn't help.

ward egg hunt brunch

this is what we did this morning.

we also had big plans to hit up the big EV (stanford student housing) family easter egg hunt since it was supposed to be amazing BUT baby girl was nodding off on the way home from our ward party so we thought it was best to get her down for a nap.  see?  sometimes i make sacrifices for my child.

it was her only nap today.  noon to 3:30.  we've been doing a lot of that one nap stuff lately.  today it worked out perfectly because we went to the most over the top decked out one year old birthday party ever.  so we partied it up from 4 30 to 7.  and then we had plans to go to a volleyball game but our baby was spent so we headed home.  we were feeling very selfless today.  obviously.

baby ate for over an hour.  SO MUCH FOOD.  and then after a little playtime it was down to bed.  today was one of those just really pleasant days.  and tomorrow is going to be even better.  because we're going to wear matching pink easter outfits.  i lead a charmed life.

with my precious little family.  aren't we cute?

say yes.

looking rough

i love how much you can tell from a simple picture.

these toes have done some crawling.

official 9 month update

...or we could call this "everything you never cared to know about my baby."

my last formal update for baby was at six months. i skipped doing an update at seven months because not much had changed. missing the eight month post was pure negligence. it's okay. i doubt any future kids will get a post like this. ever.

march 13-19, baby experienced southern california. san diego, the zoo, anaheim, LA, two hockey games, and a lot of beaches. it was a lot of driving and missed naps/no schedule but she did really great and we are continually thankful that she is in love with her carseat.  march 20-28 was the week of misery in colorado where baby was 100 times fussier than she's ever been in her whole life.  thank goodness she got over that.

hockey

beach

misery in colorado

after weeks of rocking on all fours, saturday, march 19, baby crawled for the first time! she was so super slow and really really wobbly at first but after about a week she was really good. it took her at least a week or two before she would crawl more than 5 or 6 feet and then she realized that actually, the possibilities are endless! now, she's pretty fast and she crawls all over the place.

a week later (around march 25 or so) baby mastered changing positions from laying down to sitting to crawling and back again. i was reeeally excited about this because it's what i call a "useful milestone." this really extended her independent play time because i can leave her alone and she doesn't have to be sitting up OR laying down the whole time. she can be a mover and a shaker to her little hearts content.

baby girl got her first tooth february 27 and her second tooth about two weeks later.  two little teeth on the bottom.  they look so cute although i do miss letting her gum my fingers though.  she still does it sometimes but it's just not the same with those two little razors so close by.

click to enlarge to see her little teeth!

she's also quite the talker.  she'll make consistent sounds like "ma ma ma" and "da da da" but my favorite is the little gibberish she makes up.  especially when she's singing it or whispering it.  i can actually hear her whispering to herself at this very moment.  it is soooo cute.

as far as eating goes, it changes all the time so this will be a jumble. baby is not really a huge fan of eating.  she could care less.  if i nursed her for two minutes and decided that was all/gave her two bite of oatmeal and that's all/skipped a meal of solids altogether/never fed her when she woke up she would not care.  like not even bat an eye.  and i'm being completely serious.  most meal times are just me trying to force feed my child while she tries to climb out of her highchair.  everything changes all the time but especially eating.  and sleeping.  but that's a different paragraph. baby cereal in order of preference goes oatmeal, multigrain, space space space, rice. she'll eat the rice cereal alright but with the multigrain, and oatmeal especially, it's like christmas morning for her. i'm fine with that though because they're better anyways. she opens up real big to eat.  for a while she was doing cereal and a jar of fruit for breakfast, jar of fruit and jar of veggies for lunch, and cereal (normally oatmeal) and jar of veggie for dinner before bed.  not always full jars, but sometimes.

spinach puree

ever since baby got sick (tuesday/wednesday of last week, april 13th, second time ever, how's that for keeping the books straight?) though, she'll take a bite or two and then spend the rest of the meal shaking her head, pursing her lips, and trying to grab the spoon. if you trick her into opening her mouth then she'll eat the food just fine, but for some reason, she just won't open her mouth on her own.

about two weeks ago, we started giving baby real solids aka "finger foods/table foods."  we started her out with puffs (holy crap those are pricey at $2 for a small container!  seriously less than 2oz) and quickly moved to toasted O's ($2 for a big 14oz box) because i'm cheap. then we did some banana (baby's favorite so far), peeled and diced grapes (liked those quite a bit too), and kiwi (not a fan, although i can't blame her because it was pretty sour). a few months ago, i gave her mashed up avocado and she didn't like it (i think because it wasn't pureed) and i plan on trying chunks of those again once the price goes down (as of a few days ago they were still $2.50 each and i just can not pay over $2 an avocado. can. not. we've also given her small bits of pineapple, cantaloupe, and other fruit you'd find in a fruit bowl when we've been at bbq's and other activities like that. she was most enthusiastic when we gave her a giant pineapple chunk to suck on and she quickly inhaled the whole thing into her mouth. twice. after those two bouts of excited panic, we learned and just threw it away. another time baby girl, another time. so in the meantime we're really loving the ability to keep her occupied with cheerios (which is her favorite, along with bananas). another "useful milestone." she is so quick at grabbing the little O (with the cutest little pincher fingers you've ever seen!) and popping it in her mouth!

nursing is still going great. she went through a stage for a while where she was getting ridiculously distracted by everything even with her surroundings completely still. so now when i feed her, it's in the glider in her room and nothing is in sight or within reach. i even took away the burp cloth hanging over the arm of the chair because if she grabs it once, feeding is over.  most of the time i even keep the light off/blinds down.  it's necessary.  and i enjoy that quiet time.  i do not do a single thing but watch her eat.  no phone, no book, no music, no computer.  absolutely nothing.  that was how i did it for literally the first five months of her life.  just because i loved nursing so much and i wanted to soak it up.  so i apologize to emmy, liza, and whoever else i abruptly ended phone calls with in the name of completely devoting that time to nursing baby girl.  so now i'm back to that.  partially out of necessity of having such an easily distracted (where on earth did she get that from?!?!) baby, and partially because i realize that i'm on the downward slope of nursing her.  i don't have plans to wean her anytime soon but i know the afternoon feedings will probably go when she starts drinking regular milk.  a few days ago i thought about how our nursing days are more than half over and my eyes literally welled up with tears.  sad.  that's when i have to think about how much she loves to pull and yank on my hair while she's nursing.  i can not accurately describe the extent to which this is a constant struggle.  when she can't get to my hair though, she'll pull her own which wasn't a problem until this last week because now her hair is long enough that she can pull it out!  in clumps!  so i try to discourage that and redirect her to her ear.  playing with her ears is her third choice activity while nursing and it is precious to see her pulling/playing/holding her ear.  the best is when she falls asleep with her hand cupped over, holding on to her ear.  not sure why, but i think it's adorable.

mid january, i weaned baby off of her third nap so she was just taking two 2 hour naps.  but ever since our two weeks of travel last month for spring break, sleep has been terribly inconsistent.  i know it's my fault though because i have her skip her morning nap so often so i can get out of the house and do other things.  so now sometimes, even when we're at home, she may not be tired enough to nap in the morning.  so every day is different.  for example, yesterday she napped for 45 mins in the morning and 45 in the afternoon and woke up crying both times (normal for her when she doesn't get a full length nap) and it took her over an hour to get to sleep each time.  the day before that she woke up for the day at 7 30, down for nap at 9 30, up at 11 15, down for afternoon nap at 2 00, awake at 5 00, and down for the night at 8 30.  a day's total nap time could be as little as 1.5 hours or as much as 5 (although that was very rare).  anyways, some days i feel like it drives me a little bit nuts, but really it's worth it to have that flexibility and know that my baby can get by with so little sleep for days like last saturday when we were out all morning and all afternoon and only had time to stop at home in the middle for a quick 30 minute power nap before waking her up to go to a birthday bbq.

apparently they were just laying down together and both just happened to fall asleep

nighttime sleep is much more predictable.  over the past three months the norm is to wake up and nurse once during a 12 hour stretch at night.  she will have times where she'll go three or four nights in a row where she'll sleep the whole way through, but then we'll go on a trip, or she'll get sick, or start teething, or something that will throw her off again.  and it takes a while to recover and bounce back.  i don't mind though.  call me crazy, but i'm kind sad on the mornings i wake up at 8, and realize that i missed our quiet, middle of the night cuddle time.  also, for the first time ever, she's had a few times (okay, mostly just during that week of misery in colorado) where she's woken up during the night and put up a fuss about going back to bed.  that was totally foreign because before that, she'd never, not even one single time, not gone directly back to sleep after nursing during the night.

oh. my. precious.  i am in love.

this section is about poop.  feel free to skip it if you wish. i'll think you're crazy for it though. because i love poop. and i'm loving baby's poop right now. eating solid food has done great things for her diapers. they are clean and concise and rarely ever stink. i thought her diapers would smell worse when solid food was in full swing but it is the opposite for her. i only know if she's poopy if i feel a lump in her diaper. or if she's grunting with her rosy cheeks. ;-) it is fabulous.  it honestly makes me want to do cloth diapering because poop cleanup would be nonexistent.  but, for other reasons, i still have my reservations.

baby girl is doing really well with her independent playtime.  i set up a pack in play upstairs in our hallway and put some fun toys in there.  in she goes whenever i need to do something like go to the bathroom or get ready for the day.  it's so much quicker to put her in there and put my contacts in, then to put her on the floor and check on her every two seconds.  i also try to put her in there for about 30 minutes once a day for "independent playtime" so she's used to being contained, having a limited/set amount of toys, being left alone for an extended period of time, and entertaining herself.  she does really well and since i've been doing it, i've noticed that she's more self sufficient at other times as well.  this is something i'll definitely have to keep up with her and make sure to be diligent about with future kids.  it's amazing.

baby girl sometimes still likes her jumper.  if she's in there, she'll be happy jumping for a long time.  but half of the time i go to put her in there, she'll squeal or cry until i put her on the floor and let her crawl around instead.  crawling around and pulling up on things (which she did for the first time on april 3) are definitely her two favorite activities right now.  she is extremely self sufficient and independent.  i can sit her on the floor in our living room and she'll crawl right over to her toy corner to get all of her stuff out to play and i can make dinner, do dishes, or get stuff cleaned just so long as i peek at her every once in a while to make sure she's being safe.

baby has a special love of belts, electronic cords, cell phones, computers, hair, and even honey's shoes when he leaves them out.  she isn't showing any favoritism towards any of her actual toys right now.  i think she's been enjoying them all pretty equally lately.  she loves listening to music (country and neil diamond), dancing (she doesn't dance on her own yet though), walking (when she's holding on to our hands), peek-a-boo, stroller rides, car rides, swinging, and kids.  i'm sure she probably has more things that she likes but it's hard to know since she's pretty content with everything so there's not really a big range from crying to laughing to let us know her preferences.

i'm not sure that there's anything she downright doesn't like.  she is sooo extremely tolerant.  she won't put up a fuss at all if it's freezing cold, really hot, or raining on her head.  i'm really trying to think of something that she hates every time and i don't think there is anything.  even that nose bulb sucker thing.  she dislikes it about 80%, but then the other 20% she'll be perfectly still and maybe even help me hold it while we suck her nose out.  it's pretty incredible.

i love the bedhead.

she seems pretty indifferent to bath time.  she's really good about it when i douse her head and get tons of water in her eyes and she'll hold her rubber duckies the whole time, but she's not splashing all over the place, laughing, or giggling at all.  last week she managed to poop in the bath tub (i'll spare you pictures although you can feel free to use your imagination!) for the first time ever.  luckily we bath her in a little bucket in the tub so i just pulled her right out and dumped the dirty water down the toilet.  but still.  poop?  in the tub?!?!  it was pretty funny.

okay, here are some of the specifics.  baby is still wearing all of her same 0-3 clothes but is starting to also fit into bigger clothes without growing out of her old ones.  in the past few days she's worn dresses as small as newborn and as big as 9 months.  how mysterious.  she is wearing 6 month sleepers and a size 2 diaper during the day and size 3 at night.

4.19.11 - 9 month appointment

15 lbs 4 ounces  9%

28 inches  61%

hc 42.2 cm  12%

so really, to summarize, she's just a really happy baby and crawling and pulling up on everything in sight.  the doctor said she thinks baby will be walking before her first birthday but who really knows, she's moving around just fine as is.  i call this stage her puppy dog stage because at least ten times a day i comment on how she's just like a little puppy dog with how she gets in the recycling, exciting crawls around the corner to me just panting with a big grin on her face, and those eyes.  oh how i love those giant puppy dog eyes.  she's just my little puppy dog right now.  it's definitely the most challenging stage so far (mostly because of eating and getting into things and being in a constant state of change) but it's also the most fun.  i love this little girl so much.  she makes me positively giddy.

talk about the longest post ever.  now i'm remembering why i don't do these more often.  anyways, baby girl really always just makes me think of that quote about never stepping in the same river twice.  she is never the same kid twice.

my typical view.  the curious little puppy.

my baby the redneck

whoops.  

i let my child get sunburned.  bad.  we were outside in our courtyard just playing on a blanket, taking pictures, and hanging out.  we do this at least once or twice a week.  well nothing has ever happened before but it sure did yesterday!  i blame california.

and of course chris freaked out like a first time parent when we saw.  i told him it would be gone by morning knowing full well it wouldn't.  yup, still looks just like it did last night in the pictures.

the good news though?  baby has no clue.

the road to recovery

i think we're getting better.  darth vader is fading and that precious little nose is draining.

baby has slept through the night for the last two nights and today we were dead on with our ideal schedule (maybe even better!) and eating times/amounts.  hallelujah!

so that means we'll probably get about two more days of nice before the ferocious teething begins.

because, heaven forbid, should things go all well and normal for more than four days at a time.  ;-)

happy 9 months baby girl!

we can't get enough of you.

look ma! i can do tricks!

naptime just got a little more tricky. morning nap, afternoon nap, nighttime. all the same. i lay my baby in her crib, tell her "night night" and walk out the door.

then this happens:

repeat.

little bits

baby girl is sick again. sad but true. last night she woke up around midnight terribly congested and i knew. all day today she's been my baby vader. i swear she crawls around to the tune of "mooom, i am your baaaaabbbyyy." it's cute but definitely my favorite part of her being sick today has been that she has to breath through her mouth. so her mouth is always open. it gives her a look of constant wonder and amazement and it is absolutely precious. she's also nursing again like an olympic swimmer. suck suck suck turn head and breath heavily to catch breath, suck suck suck, etc.

this past weekend we went on a bizkids field trip to happy hollow which is a toddler sized theme park. it was really cool but sadly i think you had to be at least 35 inches for most all of the rides so baby mainly just enjoyed the sights and sounds.

last week i baked crescent rolls with nutella on the inside. FABULOUS and super easy and soooo quick. it involves smearing nutella on a dough triangle, rolling it up, and baking for 10 minutes. and if you want to get all martha stewart, you can add fruit in there too. i added banana and it was delicious. but plain nutella is nice too. it's like a pain au chocolat which makes me wonder "why on earth didn't i think of this on my own?!?!" anyways, this might have to be my new go to dessert when we need to bring a plate of treats. somewhere.

but my new obsession is actually this other treat without an official name. it's pretty much straight up butter and brown sugar and it is HEAVEN. it's like the quick and easy version of english toffee. the quick directions include boiling butter and brown sugar and pouring it over saltines laid on a jelly roll pan and then melting a thin layer of chocolate chips on top. and i added toffee skor bits on top to make it look pretty. not clear enough? i followed the directions in this blog post and i thought she explained it really well and the pictures helped too! and she was even funny and made me want a pretty colored spatula.

which is pretty funny because then the next day i got a package in the mail and the omnipotent sender had included a gorgeous blue spatula! the stars must have been aligned because the package was already en route when my heart decided i wanted a pretty spatula. i'm pretty sure that's what elder bednar was talking about when he spoke of tender mercies.

the best news of all?!?!? SISTER LISA (or sisar lisa for all of you finnish readers out there), who i affectionately call weed, CAME HOME FROM HER MISSION!!! she's been in finland for the past 18 months spreading the gospel and singing and being really really frozen cold and i'm so excited she's back in the states! even if she is in georgia and i won't get to see her til july.

k, now i gotta get back to double fisting those saltine treats...

noooooo motivation

my sweet christopher is on his last quarter of school.  possibly ever.  all week he's been saying "i have noooo motivation."  well, welcome to my life honey.  this is what it's like to feel lazy.  ;-)  my honey is my motivational inspiration.  so if he's not motivated to do anything then neither am i.

first off, have no fear!  baby is all better now!  all better from her ugly face rash, grumpy attitude, and mysterious spots.  and last night she slept better than she's slept in moooonnnnttthhhhssss.  woohoo!  yesterday i tried to stretch her from 2:15 til bedtime with no nap because our schedule was off.  well, when i got home from the grocery store at 6 something, baby was passed out on honey's chest.  and when i tried to reprimand him for rocking our baby to sleep (he's ALWAYS wanting to nap with our baby) he told me he did no such thing!  apparently our baby was just crawling around when he noticed that she would lay her head on the floor and be still for 30 seconds or so until he called her name.  repeat.  repeat more.  so he picked her up and laid her on his chest and she laid real still, closed her eyes, and was asleep within one minute.  i have to admit it made me feel really bad.  how selfish of me to make my kid so sleep deprived that she made multiple attempts to nap on our kitchen floor!  my. poor. child.  if nothing else, my kid has got to be the most tolerant child in the world.

the plus side of her 45 minute power nap with my honey was that we could go on an evening walk around campus and stay out later than usual because she really didn't need to sleep again until 9 or so.  that was nice.

i'm getting itchy to move.  this happens every time we're about to move (we haven't lived in the same place for longer than 11 months) but this time i'm more excited than usual because we're moving somewhere bigger than where we currently are!  ever since we got married, the square footage of our place has gotten smaller and smaller and smaller with each move.   i guess our current place is sliiiightly bigger than our one bedroom student housing apartment we were in last year, but that really doesn't count because we have a kid now so it's actually divided three ways instead of just two.  i'll have to take a picture soon to show you where i keep baby girl's play pen.  it's kind of ridiculous.

baby is crawling all over the place.  i was totally dreading it but it hasn't been bad at all.  it nice that she can keep herself occupied without needing me to bring her new toys.  what a self sufficient child.

banana hair take two

well look at me

tonight i made dinner!

chicken and rice actually.  nothing else.  just chicken and rice.

oh, and i sliced up a couple of tomatoes and placed our salt shaker next to that plate.  we'll call that a side.

my sweet honey told me it was the best meal (we use this term loosely in the hillier home) i've ever made which is what he said last time i cooked (enchiladas).

then he separated his chicken from his rice.  the chicken got barbeque sauce (lots of it) and the rice got soy sauce (tons of it).

to take one from the great sara snow...

thing i'm thankful for: an easy to please husband

raise your hand if you can see this picture!

he's great.

at least the weather is nice

the headaches are back so the past few days haven't been fun.  conference was great.  i've been rewatching it during nap times while i crochet and i'm enjoying it more this second time through.

okay, apparently i thought i had more energy than was actually the case.

goodnight.

my life just got a little more difficult

i have a feeling the possibilities are endless.