Other people put spare keys in their flowerpots.

Merry Christmas!!!!!

Twas the night before Christmas

BEEEEEEE!!!!111!!!ONE!!!

So there's this kiosk in the hallway of the mall, which sells these ridiculously priced, horribly ugly stuffed animal-pillow-marshmallow things. But they're really soft. One day, when we didn't have the stroller, Sophie ran up to the kiosk and started hugging on one of them. After a horrid tantrum-ey episode, I managed to extricate my child from the grips of the stuffed animal-pillow-marshmallow things, and we were on our way. Every time since then (and people, it's often - not only is it Christmastime but the mall is one of the few places we can go with a small child with a penchant for screaming without attracting undue attention) whenever we pass this kiosk Sophie hollers her head off for the BEEEEEEEE!!!! (No, they're not all bees, but she has a limited vocabulary.)
Sunday she got her bee. And she hasn't stopped smiling yet.

Stop collaborate and listen Ice is down with a brand new invention

Hanging out in the living room.

Takes your picture.

I really don't know what that line is across the picture, but I love that face!

Just like my dad.

Printer quarterback.

Sometimes there really isn't anything more exciting than watching paper print.

Wheeeee! Or, How come you never close the blinds?