It’s been a tough week here at casa Hutchison. At least for me. I was getting over a minor cold and then came down with a major one, just as Junip decided to start waking up every hour, rather than every two hours, and to be up for the day by 5:30 – which just happens to be when I’m trying to either get ready for school or, you know, sleep. Either way, mama doesn’t want to play. Icing on the cake: I had a crown come off while I was at work yesterday. Ouch.
At least somebody’s keeping her spirits up! Seriously, if she wasn’t such a happy baby, I think I would give up. Just, you know, dissolve into a big nose dripping, head aching, self pitying blob. Something to be scraped off the floor before you mop.
But man, that smile.