Sigh. The walking has officially begun. Not just a wobbly step or two into the arms of her parents – but no doubt about it look at me waddle across the room steps without holding onto anything . . . Hazel made her first baby steps over this past week …
Hazel’s first birthday. It’s a very good thing we ate the green frog cake outside on the porch.
Astroboy Matt was in town for a week attending his grandfather’s funeral. He brought Ethan along and they came to visit us for dinner. While a romantic candlelight dinner for two was discussed, we figured flashlights were probably a safer bet for Hazel’s first European date.
One dark night the Gruffalo’s child disobeys her father’s warnings and ventures out into the snow.
After all, the Big Bad Mouse doesn’t really exist . . .
Does he?
