Ssshhhhhh

"Party girl" Lily may try to emulate my social butterfly of a mother, but Anna seems to be more like hers. Yours truly.

While Lily was off raging it up at her friend Katy's house during Wednesday's snow day, Anna and I were kicking it at home. I tried to get a head start on the mountain of dishes that have taken up residence in my kitchen sink, so poor Anna was stuck in the exersaucer for a bit. One minute she was wildly jumping and "talking" loudly. The next minute she was asleep. Sound asleep. Sitting up.


Perhaps Noah will have to warn her future significant other about how lonely Saturday night's are when your wife falls asleep on the living room couch exactly 10 minutes after you put the DVD in to the machine. Of course, that's after he warns every living creature that walks on two legs to stay away from his baby until she's at least 40!