I've been distracted.
Aren't they pretty?
I can't grow nails to save my life.
They crack, they break, they look bad...
It's tragic for when the girlie girl in me comes out.
I've tried the acrylic route several times and within a week I'm always doing whatever I can to get them off.
And sometimes I hurt myself in the process.
I'm sure I'm behind the times, but shellac?
I didn't know it existed!
I think I'm in love!
Three weeks without chipping?
I'll believe it when I see it.
Now on to things of a more substantial nature.
Here is Emily's latest physical therapy:
This girl of mine...she smiles all of the time, until you take a picture of her.
She talks all of the time...until you put her in front of someone other than Jason or me.
People think she's the most serious baby on the planet.
Where was I?
Put her in the basket and it forces her to sit, which she's not a fan of doing...she would rather be standing.
It helps her strengthen her back and neck muscles, and it keeps her from putting pressure on her poor head which will soon be adorned with a beautiful helmet.
She loves it.
And I love her.
She started saying 'ma ma'.
Be still my heart.
(I know, I know...she doesn't associate the words with me, but still..it's a beautiful sound.)
I'm trying to write an essay...for a small contest.
I've never done anything of the sort, and I'm not sure I'll finish, but at least I'm trying.
Here's another picture, in case you need a baby fix.
And now I'm off to finish up my work so that I can go home and be with my family.
Isn't that amazing?
I have a family to go home to.