Lisa: pants

Definition of a doomed plan:

1. Find Mom's pants lying on the floor.
2. Put them on immediately.
3. Insist they not be the slightest bit too long.
4. Walk around the house.

Lisa: juiced

Aw, look at her, so big. Drinking from a juice box.

Yes, it's from McDonald's. Don't you judge me.

Lisa: xylophone

The Smiths gave Nora a xylophone for her birthday. I think an invitation to play at Carnegie Hall is forthcoming.

Lisa: oh, HI

Mom and Dad's bed is the best place for flopping.

Lisa: magic

Ever since Nora was tiny, Blake's dad has been able to put her to sleep in the crook of his arm like this.

Lisa: tuppence a bag

Nora and I joined my cousin Heidi and her adorable girls at Sugarhouse Park for some bird-feeding,

playground time,

and a much-needed walk. Let's do it again soon!

Lisa: howdy, howdy, howdy

Another daily photo:

Lisa: overstuffed chair

The Smith family having a quiet moment before my birthday party. Doesn't it make you want to puke a little bit? How cute we are?

Lisa: cute overload

Correction, THIS is why I don't get any work done.

Lisa: high chair couture

A little Sunday-afternoon snack in the dress Nora got from Dawn for her birthday.

Lisa: Thanksgiving in Spring City

I'm so thankful we caught Aunt Sarah on film.

Lisa: hat

My mom pointed out that Nora finally has enough hair that she can wear little clips and elastics. Now looking like a ragamuffin is purely by choice.

Unfortunately, Nora hates clips. Fortunately, she loves hats. We just tell her they're hats, and we're good to go. Should I not have admitted that?