won't Norah take a nap? And how am I supposed to take one with her teeny little bird voice singing, "Mama? Mamaaaaa? I up!" over the intercom?

I'm tired and still rather sniffly, so that's all I have to say today. Oh, except this: new websitey goodness at my photo site - having discovered a wealth of new toys, I redesigned, rehosted, and re-made myself very happy. Go! Book me!


  1. For some reason, it is very strange to me that Norah is old enough to walk -- and even STRANGER that she talks! It's like her babyness is frozen in my mind, and anything she does that's not something a, like, 6 month old would do is just mind-boggling! That's weird, right? But I can't help it!