I feel like I dreamt about writing this post. Or maybe it's just deja vu. Lots of stuff happens, things that professional bloggers would be putting up in a heart beat. But I go silent. After a while I don't know what to write about. So, here's a "I haven't got anything special to report. I'm just posting something to get back in the habit"post.
So, there's this baby I know who isn't a baby anymore. She goes to the cupboard to find Nutella multiple times a day. She likes drawing on herself, the walls, & when she's cheeky-monkey, me.
I think I'll keep her anyway.