I work. I have two jobs. I teach 9th grade part time and I teach clogging. Most weeks I do both jobs on Tuesday which means Tuesdays are a marathon. It also explains why I look like I've been run over by a bus in these pictures. I drop Annie off at 11 am and don't see her again until 6 pm. By then she is ready for the night time routine which includes lots of smiling and splashing on her part and lots of yawns and sweating on my part. Last night I needed a bit of a respite before we started the whole put-Annie-to-bed choreography so I introduced Annie to some of my favorite children's books. I haven't read to her much at all since she was 1 month old and now I'm regretting it. ANNIE LOVES BOOKS! She sat on my lap and cooed and awed at each page for over an hour. It was nothing short of sublime. She didn't even seem to mind my improvised dance t-shirt and none-to-merry aroma wafting from my after-dance class body. Too bad I can't say the same of Quinn (not that I blame him). Love you Annie.
Thanksgiving pictures to come when I work up the energy to sift through them and photo shop my shiny forehead out.
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Okay, Annie is officially cute! I need to get my hands on her.
And that is a freaking great gray on those walls. I'm contemplating painting the nursery but don't know what I can get away with in the basement... no light.
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