Monday, October 16, 2006
My little white furry shadow
Someone's more afraid of storms than I am. She even kept me company while I was in the bathroom. She's deathly afraid of the tub, but she'd rather be near it than be away from me. The last time it stormed, I got out of the tub and the navy blue bathmat was mysteriously warm and covered in white fur.
Hmm, having no privacy. Discussing poo. Sounds like we're ready for some of the most fun aspects of parenthood.