p.s. It's not really 7 a.m. right now. No. It's 12:04 a.m. and the baby just went to sleep and earlier tonight Paul got sick all of a sudden and now I'm all "somehow he got ebola! I can't go to bed because I have to check on him every six minutes!" Of course. Aren't you so excited to be reading the blog of an insane person?
Hey, you know what I never showed you? Pics from the baby's baptism which was, like, an entire month ago. I think I had visions of getting a good shot of him in the tres chic lacy baptismal "garment", maybe after the fact, but if it hasn't happened yet (nope, definitely not) then it's just not gonna happen ever. Onward!
|Snazzy pic, right? Lizzy took this. She should market it to Our Sunday Visitor or something.|
|Note the back of the head right there. That's Lizzy, taking a photo of the exact same moment, which you can see....|
|...right here! It's like that movie Inception or something. Or I imagine it is since, you know, I haven't actually seen that movie.|
|This one is chillin' as the profile pic on our parish's fb page. JC's head is basically famous!|
|NB: Mary with holy water bottle in her mouth; Cecilia with packet of gum in her mouth; Paul...just...Paul|
|Aaaaaaand then back to doing what they do best. Hashtag two year olds, man.|
|Cakes are really, really, REALLY hard to make. Next time a bakery charges you a bunch of money for one, just hand over the cash and say "Thank you, thank you, thank you that I didn't have to do this!"|