one week.
one day.
until my baby is one.
i'm freaking out.
where did the year go?
i'm throwing all my thoughts and energy into his killer birthday party.
with a subtle tribute to marie antoinette, L will wear this little tee while he tears into his smash cake.
you will ALWAYS be my baby, L.
this is where i live now.
where i
the german
and L
LIVE.
it's safe.
it's bright.
it's fun.
it's home.
and yeah, L is one in a little over a week.
i can't deal.
a picture's worth a thousand words according to some, i hate that expression as a writer, but in this case... these three pictures are worth a million words, or rather, they're priceless. LOVE. LOVE. LOVE.
why don't you honor your baby's precious creations with their own art wall, too?
ok let's be honest. i've had possibly 100 eat crow moments.
you know, those moments where you're saying, OMG i made fun of someone for doing this, i said i'd never do this, i judged someone else for doing this. well, here's one. i think i blogged about these tie your kid to a chair things before L was born. now, i'm jonesing for one. see? eating crow. they look ridiculous but my GOD do i want to tie L to a chair sometimes, just so i too can shovel a little bit of food down my throat. hmmm.
another eat crow example for you, while i'm being honest and generous... Yo Gabba Gabba is my babysitter sometimes. And I like my babysitter a lot. I sing my babysitter's songs all day AND NIGHT long.
hope this finds you surviving life too!
