I'm Only Half Kidding

Dear sellers on Craigslist,
Do you not want to sell your stuff? I am trying to buy it, but you won't write me back. Umph.

Last night K and I laid around and looked at pictures of our baby girl. From when she was first born. She looks like a totally different person. A big girl, in fact. Umph. It got me to thinking. Tuesday is her half birthday. I decided we are going to have a half birthday party for her. I've already ordered presents {don't judge me}, and I am going to bake half of a cake, and if half of you want to come, that's cool. We'll decorate half of the room, and let her wear half of her birthday suit maybe. It'll be half a good time! You think. I'm kidding. I'm not. She'll remember it always. Or maybe she'll only remember half of it?! Ok. I'm halfway done with the jokes. 

Today little miss rode in the buggy sitting up all by herself for the very first time. I kind of had a moment in Home Depot. You know in the movies where people have flashbacks? Yeah. I had 'em. Flashbacks of putting her in her car seat for the first time and her holding her head up for the first time, and now this. Umph. 

It's true. What they say. You can never imagine that you are capable of loving something so much. Until you have a child.

Until Next Time,
Hopefully next time I'll have an update on what's been going on around here all weekend! 
The Guff