In the meantime, she's enjoying some solid snuggle time with Grandma Kathleen on the front porch. The weather is California purty lately, so they can settle in and then just swing and swing.
Just try and tell me you don't want to be on that swing, too! V has also been flexing her comfort lately, and does this awesome thing where she flings her arms around you. Best feeling in the world! Even better than Tim Gunn saying "make it work"!
Chester has been getting back to his normal thing (i.e. pretending to be a teeny tiny lapdog and squishing onto the couch next to you), although sometimes he acutely feels the lack of love. Sigh. It's hard to be a shot up puppy dog with a new baby in the house.
If only he were tall enough to see into V's crib and get an eyeful of these little, edible frog legs. Chomp chomp chomp!
This little knit beret is killing me about a million ways from Sunday... mais, oui! C'est vrai! It's all jaunty and sweet, but also has a perfect knit, finely detailed skull and crossbones. Killing me!
Carry on!
Drea
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