Lisa: in the presence of our queen

Dear Future Nora,

Yesterday, Heather B. Armstrong pinched your chubby leg and squealed. Because you are just that cute.

Unfortunately, at the time you had the stinkiest, poopiest diaper in the history of ever. But...maybe she didn't notice.

Sincerely,
Mommy

P.S. Don't say I never introduced you to any famous people.

Lisa: zoom, zoom, zoom

I was going to post just one of these, but I couldn't fight the cuteness.

I think we might need to clear everything out of our living room and turn it into a roller rink.

Lisa: uh oh!

In a rare instance of performing on demand, Nora does a half-hearted version of her sniffing face, and then says "uh oh." I smell an Emmy nomination...

Lisa: pose for the camera now (flick, flick)

Lisa: her sweet escape

Sometimes the only thing that will calm Nora down or hold her attention is a little Gwen Stefani. Who am I to begrudge her that?

Actually, I'm glad it's not Barney. Or even Baby Einstein. Or...Insane Clown Posse.

Lisa: I love getting packages in the mail.

What can it be? This is so exciting!

It's my bike seat! Wahoo! Wait, what are these black things for?

And...a helmet? Wait a second. No one told me there would be a helmet.

Lisa: cyberbaby

I got Nora a little toy laptop, in the hopes that she would prefer it to working her magic on my computer. She uses it for her very important business.