Summer Babe

we went on a mission to the valley last week. june + i flew down and paul joined a few days later. other than losing her 'in flight' outfit i'd painstakingly chosen for her 1st above ground experience everything went really well. paul was very disapproving that i made her fly in her 'underwear'. i did happen to have socks for her, however.





we spent quality time with my dad, visited my grandparents, mamaw and gramps, took june to lunch with my gammy, saw a chachalaca and javelina (big scary dog) at bentsen state park, got off our super cushy sleep schedule to terrorize kk + mom, and dipped toes in the gulf of mexico at south padre. and somewhere in all that i had a peanut buster parfait. good stuff all around.

there's a bug under my skin

...and i love it! she has officially consumed us both. we have resisted her charms from time to time, but she's worn us down. there's no denying the power of the baby. this one in particular is especially potent. we often find ourselves intoxicated by her scent even if it's regurgitated sour milk stuck in the folds of her neck. we can't wait for her next BIG POO - it's become the equivalent to going out and watching our favorite band at stubb's. and when she screams her head off we don't know whether to comfort her or continue commenting on how she's even adorable when in the throes of upset. we are disgustingly in LOVE with our daughter.


my favorite thing to do is to dance for miss june. she seems pretty entertained by it too. wordy rappinghood is the tune of the moment.


paul still likes taking her for walks. she refuses to be carried facing in - she's all about looking around and surveying the land.



basically the sillier you are the happier she is. paul and i don't have it too hard keeping her satiated.