Well, we've now hit the 6 week mark. It feels like 6 minutes ........ underwater.

I kid, I kid. It's acutally been nothing short of wonderful. Some of the days are good, some of the nights aren't so good. Once we think she's found a schedule we can get used to, it changes. Whenever I imagine it can't get any worse, I just think ahead to the teenage years. Somebody shoot me.

Below is a shot from "take your daughter to work day".



We also took Jessa on her first of many trips to Nordstrom. Mommy and daughter were galivanting around the store spending copious amounts of money. I was in the corner of Brass Rail, weeping.