i woke up the other morning to the magical sounds of thea playing by herself in her crib. i gave her a little while and then went in. i found her mostly unswaddled, with her onesie around her waist, happy as a clam:
and for all of you who knew me in the shore and/or pingree days, you might recognize this face:
or this one:
or possibly this one:
which i've probably made at least A MILLION TIMES since then.
that's my girl!
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You ah so right, Sa! Like mothah, like dahtah!
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