Hooray the sitting on of children! Especially cute godbabies. (Some limited knit-content to follow, but don’t get your hopes up too high — only a small baby-sweater-sighting.)
Dylan reached for Miss Idaho, over and over, and Miss Idaho kept pulling up one eyebrow and leaning backwards, pretending like nothing was happening. This was INSTEAD of just jumping off the couch and Lala’s lap, which, of course, she wouldn’t do.
DYLAN RIDING CLARA! I love this picture. And how patient lovely Clara is.
Seriously, when you ask your fairy godmothers to watch your son, don’t blame them if they think baby-in-sink is a good photo-op. It is.
And he only learned to turn the faucet on in the very last four seconds of this sequence.
If that ain’t red, I’ll eat my hat. Or yours.
We went to Pt. Isabel to look at the Bay and at all the dogs. Dylan played it cool in his new Christmas sweater from Auntie Rachael and his hat which matches Auntie Lala.
Look at them, would you? I totally, like, needed to use the phone the night before, but Lala was on, like, a two-hour phone call with Dylan, figuring out what they were going to wear. I know, right? Right?
Wave ’em in the air like you just don’t care.
I just got back from a run and I had a training class ALL day, and have another one tomorrow, so that is all. Ex and oh.
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