+ Friday and Piccies +
Today... you are SEVEN MONTHS OLD. Holy cow, that's hard to grasp. Seven months. I have now had you in my life for almost exactly as long as I knew I was pregnant (one month-ish was before I knew, and one month-ish was cut off the end by your early arrival). Man, it seemed like I was pregnant longer than I've had you in my life. Yes, it really does seem like you've always been here. What a trick the human mind plays on the concept of time when it involves someone you love.

Last night was a good night. Lots of squish (a/k/a butternut squash), mixed with rice cereal and water. You liked that quite a bit. And you played with Michelle a little and went to bed perfectly. We got lots of laundry done and watched Survivor. Someday you'll think we were really silly for watching that show. Ach, well.

Tonight? We get to hang out with daddy. I'm making santa fe sausage from TJ's and organic sweet potato fries... maybe I'll even let you taste the fries if I can mash them up enough. I probably can. I'll bet you'll love that.

Also, new pictures in your 7-9 month album. Link is on our family page. Thank Auntie Chelle for reminding Mommy to do these.