I'd Rather Eat My Foot...and other stories

Wouldn't that be a great title for a book?! I doubt I'll be writing one anytime soon, however, because by the time I get my stuff done at work, pick Finners up from daycare, and get home through traffic, I'm so exhausted and hungry that I would almost eat my foot rather than have to cook, and writing a book would just be too much! This is exactly why the blog hasn't been updated as of late.

As you can see from the pictures, Finn loves to listen to her Daddy play the guitar and she is getting really good at getting up on her feet. We've missed many photo ops of her pulling herself up to stand on my body and her Daddy's leg. I wouldn't say she's technically pulled herself up, but she's VERY close. The house is all baby-proofed now, in preparation for what's to come. The ladies at daycare always tell me how happy she always is, so she must be doing just fine without us all day. I guess we'll keep her - even if she still isn't sleeping through the night... What a magical day it will be when I can finally say her good night's sleeps aren't just flukes!!