Story of the bean pillow fun

Last weekend, Daddy was charged to entertain the little girl whilst I packed the wardrobe.

I was listening to their (one sided) conversation whilst sorting our clothing, back facing the kids when a bean pillow whizzed past my ear and dropped to the floor, narrowly missed hitting my head.

That mad little thing called love

Yesterday was not the best day. Bedtime was also unusually difficult.

But for this:



You can't see anything?

Memoirs of the fun showers

Sometimes, Daddy and I bathe JoyJoy using the showerhead. One of us would carry her in the shower while the other soap her and clean her.

Wordless Wednesdays: My little turtle

"I'll see you next week and I promise we are going to have the fastest turtle in the history of turtles." - Rob Dyrek

Linking up to:

Rest

Everything in our universe comes to a standstill when the baby sleeps. The rise and fall of her chest is the only movement I am concerned about.

The sweet baby scent is intoxicating.

My eyes feel heavy now.