Another…

P.S. The effort that went into taking this picture? Don’t even get me started. Just imagine me, hobbling through the woods behind our house carrying an awkwardly shaped 80-lb. chair in one hand, a dangling half-naked baby in the other and a cherished camera around my neck all the while trying to inspect every branch, leaf and pile of brush for snakes, poison oak or random bobcat that would, with my luck, appear when I tread foot into the God-forsaken territory. I’m just sayin’. Hope you like it.

Little Problem…

Brett walked by her room while she was playing in her crib and you would have thought he saw Jesus and all the angels from the way he gasped. Little did we know, she can pull herself up on the crib rail and stands tall enough to tip over…time to drop the mattress!

Me & My Baby

I need a heart transplant…exchange mine for a bigger one that has room for all the love I feel for this little thing called My Baby.