Instead of staying a baby, P is growing and (gasp) practically CRAWLING.
Instead of swapping out clothes that are too small, I keep squeezing her healthy self into them. I mean, those leggings. How can I not?
Instead of letting C's work induced absence make me nuts I am concentrating on looking so forward to heading west soon, and spending weeks and weeks with this lady.
Instead of cleaning the kitchen I watched these two play, while thinking about how yummy the bigger one is.
Instead of wearing pants I put on the most comfortable leggings of my life, picked up C from the airport, and went to this neat park for lunch.
Instead of being nervous about outings on my own with the minions, I take a superhero with me.
Instead of getting sad about a terrible haircut, I swept those blunt bangs to the side, and simply embraced the frizz.
