It's been a while since Brian went through the camera. Last night, as he moaned about having to transfer over 600 images from the camera to the computer, I noted, "Remember the good old days when we used to pay people to process our pictures for us?"
Here you have it, folks. Three months worth of glorious munchkin cuteness.
There's nobody in this orange fabric bucket. Nobody at all. YOU CAN NOT SEE ME. STEP AWAY FROM THE ORANGE BUCKET.
Can you believe this was just less than a month ago?
If you think I'm sexy, just reach out and touch me. Come on, sugar, let me know.
The Polly Pocket Princess Lunch Jury is still in session.
I totally taught her how to do this. A few seconds later, as she pulled it from her nostrils and observed the giant green booger stuck to it, I thought, "Huh. Maybe this was a Bad Idea." Then she wiped the booger on my shirt and any previous doubt as to the overall goodness of the idea was erased.
Can you find the Angry Monkey in this picture?
I DON'T KNOW ANY WORDS OTHER THAN 'MEOW,' BUT THAT! THAT! THAT OVER THERE! IS REALLY FREAKING IMPORTANT!