Steve offered to watch Avelyn while I went to Adele’s to get my weekly dose of smut.
My angel baby has developed a distaste for the afternoon hours. As soon as one o’clock hits she gets a little fussy.
Things Avelyn has pooped on in the past week:
1) Her $80 designer nursing pillow
2) The bouncy chair we borrowed from Jen
3) My hand
The stains came out of the first two, but my hand still smells funny.
I was a phone maven tonight and had some great conversations with some of my favourite peeps. First, I phoned my family and my brother informed me, "We can’t talk right now.
Today I made antipasto with Granny Sue (she’s no where near as old as that title might suggest, in fact she’s not old at all and wears much trendier clothes that I, and in a much smaller size) and this cannin
Avelyn likes Oprah.
And soaking her shirt with saliva.