Worth a million words

That whole "where does the time go?" expression never made so much sense! Gracie is one her way to three weeks and I am lucky if I get us both dressed by 1 pm.  There are some things I would love to write about but there is a grunting baby next to me in need of her 4:00 feeding...so here are some pictures of said baby instead and all of my deepest, darkest thoughts will have to wait for another day.  Cute baby pictures beat out anything I could write anyway.

Who ARE these people?

Now 'splain this to me again?

Clean Baby!

First stroll...it's a rough life