And here I sit. Waiting for the baby to be asleep so I can sneak out of the room and get something done for an hour or so. Then Mimi's coming over and we're going to JC Penney's to get the nine-month pictures done.
The pictures? Totally a chick thing. I remember hubby asking why we had to get so many, especially since they cost him money. I told him every three months for the first year, then we'll tune it down to like once a year. (I left the 'like' in there for wiggle room.)
So today, I call my parents' house to see if someone will come help me take Maggie for pictures (so we have someone to make sure she doesn't jump off the table, while someone else makes her smile). When I explain this to my dad, he says, "Didn't she just have pictures taken? How often do you do this?" Every three months for the first year, dad...