The most beautiful girl in the world: a retrospective

Here is Elora in the morning. I love her when she wakes me up by saying "snuggle", then she snuggles me, then immediately sits up and says "waffles". This is nearly every morning, but I get a kick out of it.





Here is one where her father put in a bunch of piggies, all over her head, and the giggles that ensued. She looks pretty serious in the first picture, but we were really laughing a lot.





She's proof-reading the rough draft of her memoir: Mi Madre Loca, Mi Vida (loosely translated, "My Crazy Mother: My Life").



These were from just today. She was eating a Starburst and saying cheese.

The dog I love to hate and his new haircut

We took Murphy to the groomer last weekend, and this is the little prince they replaced our scroungy mutt with:



I still don't really like him, but I tolerate him much more when he's soft and sweet-smelling.

Pictures from Elora's Birthday

I'm late getting on this, but I thought I would share a few pictures from Elora's 2nd birthday party. I turned it into a slideshow because I'm too effing lazy to put each one up individually. Boo-yah!

Reason # 3,768

This is why I hate my dog (WARNING: puke to follow)



This pile was formerly TWO OF ELORA'S PACIFIERS. Now, I understand she's two and she is staring to grow out of the "binky" phase, but by god, Murphy isn't moving into it.