Atticus got to try some banana a few days ago. Things we have learned:
1. we like banana.
2. we hold our own spoon
3. we have no idea how to get the food from the spoon to our mouth.
My life is really busy. I've got two little boys (no, I don't wish I had a girl) and a Gus (puppy), all of whom slobber on me, wrestle with me, accidentally pee on me, and fill my days with endless laughter and joy. Ohh, and dirt. My issue isn't whether this shirt goes with those pants; it's which shirt hides more signs of boy. It's the life of a girl surrounded by truckloads of testosterone seeking a little perspective and the occasional opportunity to pee on my own.