Today and tomorrow are the one year anniversaries of two of the very best days of my whole entire life: Millie's dedication and adoption finalization. Good grief- rereading those posts and seeing that tiny little lump of a baby...the tears. They flow. What a year it has been. I remember those two days as clearly as if they were yesterday. The day we (officially) dedicated our daughter to our God. And the day the state officially dedicated our daughter to us. Big days.
|But that's ancient history, Mommy. Let's talk about NOW!|
|I'll humor you and sit on this painted bulldog, Mommy, but I really want to go back to eating those delicious wood chips.|
|What I approve of is the wood chips. I'm only going to ask you one more time...TAKE ME BACK TO THEM!|
|Leave me alone. I just woke up. If you're not a blankie, I'm not interested in you right now.|
|VICTORY!!! I'M NOT TRIPPING OVER MY BLANKIES! Vision is overrated.|
|Oh, never mind. Scratch that. Hey, can we get back to talking about how fashionable I am?|
Please note: no babies were harmed in the making of this amazing photo montage.
Tonight she found one of my winter scarves hiding on the coat rack. She thought it was pretty great.
|I heard leopard was in this year?|
|That's because we're about to have Millie's Mouth and the Dried Grass: The Reunion Tour. YUM!|
|Dream on, Mommy. And also...fetch me my blankets.|