Utter confusion.

When I was a kid (and sometimes still today) I often wore a look of utter confusion. See what I mean? (I’m the confused-looking baby in the middle.) And, I’m afraid a certain someone inherited her mama’s famous look: Let’s just call it constant curiosity.

Half a year!

And six months happened just like that. This week we’re celebrating our little lady’s half birthday. She seems to be getting more fun every day.¬†She thinks her daddy is the funniest person in the entire world, and quite honestly, I’m already fearing the things those two will scheme up together in coming years. Without further…