With all this talk of baby fever, I got to a little reminiscing myself. Well actually I was trying to take a picture of my burnt scalp that was going to be the subject of tonight's post with the camera on my computer, but it was too hard to see. (I get my hair chemically straightened on a regular basis and tonight when I got it done Kristy used a different brand that may or may not have left me feeling like Hades and my scalp looking like Mr. MC's cheeks on a brisk fall day. You may be thinking that my hair is an inch long and there's no way I need it chemically straightened, but I ask you... think Corey Mathews, season 2 of Boy Meets World.)
ANYWAY, I found a picture of Prada from the day I got here. Just a mere 3.5 months old. Wasn't she cute. And I thought since all of you actually got to see her in the flesh this weekend, which I know most of you probably hadn't in a long time if not ever.
She doesn't even look like the same dog. :'( I realize that's not the best picture but the damn dog didn't stop moving for the first... well she hasn't so much stopped moving to this point. We're crossing our fingers for soon. Here's something more recent, and possible cuter.
That's her laying under the futon. She's weird, I have no idea why she does it... but ain't it adorable?
2 comments:
Awww. You're baby's growing up. Sucks, doesn't it?!?!
Next thing you know she'll be asking to borrow the van.
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