Shameless pandering for compliments
Thank you for indulging me in that last "post". It was shameful of me, really, hustling for compliments that way. And Olivia's ears would turn pinker than her crib sheets if she knew what y'all had said about her eyes.
Hope to write a real post again sometime soon, when I have three or four unscheduled minutes. Maybe something about the way I crumble to bits each morning when I leave for work, or the way she's started grabbing her feet and sticking out her tongue. Or maybe the technicolor poop and bubbly drool.