The article is done. So are the graphics. I can't believe it. Here's a teaser for you to puzzle over:
Garish, ain't it?
Lunch today turned into lunch-and-shopping and I was gone for three hours, but I think the break did me good. The baby was adorable at the restaurant, plowing through two huge pieces of french toast and telling everyone who went by "mmmm". After that it was off to Target for baby shoes. I suppose we're horrible parents, but for about three months now the baby has had no shoes that fit. I didn't really see the purpose of it; it was hotter than seven hells out, and she isn't walking yet so I didn't have to worry about protecting her feet. Why spend the money? But now the weather's getting cooler and toddlerhood is around the corner... so...
The baby doesn't like shoes, as a rule, but I think she digs the flowers on these. (The pudgy knees just kill me. I'm known to pinch them yelling 'pudge pudge pudge!' while the baby looks at me as if I've landed from another planet.)
Now I'm off to try to get the damn doily bound off. Never a dull moment here. Never.