Thrilling life, I tell ya.

This is basically the story of my day-to-day.

Some morning chunky baby rolls.

A little cross-livingroom Olympic crawl training. [HOW does she get herself in these situations?!]

A quick flight on Daddy Airlines.

We strip down for some banana eating/spitting up.

A scrub-a-dub-dub to dislodge any remaining banana particles left under her seventeen necks.

A few slimey hugs... and finger eating.

Back into clothes for dinner at our favorite restaurant... but only if you can pass the impenetrable Daddy Kiss Fortress.

And back to the spaceship for a Papa squeeze before bed.


Thrilling.