Greta, just five days short of 18 months old... We didn't ring in the New Year holiday quite the way we'd hoped. Greta awoke very early this morning, crying, coughing and covered in snot. Needless to say, she didn't feel well and refused to nap well/much during the day. I only got four hours of sleep myself from being up with her and due to a bit of my own insomnia issues, so I slept most the day. Thus, there weren't many photo opportunities today, but I liked that this one photograph captured at least a wee bit of a grin. She doesn't usually use a binky but I thought it might make her feel better. So, here she is, middle of the afternoon, New Year's Day, still wearing cozy footed jammies and toting around her new soccer ball and baseball that she received as Christmas gifts.
30-something year-old mama, wife, sister, friend, who likes to scrapbook, sleep, love her daughter, play with her Lab, cook, shop, watch movies and read. I wish I could sing, and I'd love to become a better photographer. I'm overly anxious and sometimes paranoid, but I do my best to make it through each day by reminding myself it's just one foot in front of the other. I'm silly and blunt and brutally honest, and I think I turn off some people because of this, but if you're my friend, you are my friend, and I will give my all to you. I'm quirky. That may make you hate me. Deal with the quirks, and you might just realize that you love me.