In a previous life, I was clumsy, and somewhat prone to mishaps.
Today, I am moving through life with an intense amount of grace, but still prone to mishaps, something I credit to a huge effort to take care of myself, and my incredible baby girl.
Before I had a child, I always thought that when parents were ASTOUNDED by their children, it sounded a little – self something. But now I get it. Kids are great.
Anna is my beautiful, funny, little artist. She constantly surprises me, makes me laugh till my sides hurt, and drives me ABSOLUTELY MAD. She also makes me want to be the best possible version of myself that I could be, which is kind of awesome. Of course, as referenced above, currently failing but trying regardless.
Butterball is Anna’s best friend. He is somewhat masochistic, and somewhat confused as he was born a boy and Anna constantly calls him a girl and really, since he was operated on as a tiny kitty, I suppose it doesn’t matter. He likes head-butting Anna to wake her up, wearing dresses, being walked in Anna’s stroller, water from Anna’s mason jars for her paintbrushes, and prime time television. His favorite thing to do is steal wet laundry from the neighbors washer and bring it up to Anna’s bedroom or the living room, as evidenced below, with this shot of the upstairs neighbors underwear.