It's official, we survived our first season with a baby and it was a hot one!  Let me open my little black book of cliches and throw one at you:  it is crazy how time flies!  Seriously, it feels like yesterday we were just bringing our babe home from the hospital.  We are learning so much as new parents and it is funny to think about the people we have turned into just to make our child smile/laugh/sleep.  For example, I spent a good 20 minutes last week on all fours barking like a chihuahua (Yes, I can spell that correctly because of the Impossible Quiz which I wasted hours of my life playing in college).  Gretchen was underneath me and was cracking up - not just high pitched squeals but big belly laughs.  I wore myself out, but I'm sure she could have kept going.

Saturday was the first time in over 4 months that I actually got a little me time...that's right, more than my daily 10 minute shower which is hardly counts as me time because of the baby in the bouncer staring you down through the glass shower door.  Dave got me a gift certificate for a mani/pedi for our anniversary so I went and pampered myself.  It was overdue too...my nail polish from 4 months ago was grown out on all of my toes except the big one where it was half on and chipped...I'm not embarrassed to show my feet anymore!

On Sunday we put Gretchen in her finest for church and guess what happened...she blew it out before we even got there. Are you really surprised?  I swear there is something about her car seat that makes the girl go.  To make matters worse she is really into grabby fabrics now and was pulling her dress up when we were getting her out of the car.  She was a hot mess!  Dave cleaned her up which he told me later that she stuck her foot into the bag where her dress was and got her entire self poopy. Other than that, it was nice to visit with everyone at church and feel the spirit.  I always love how relaxing Sunday's are.