I said several choice words about living in the Northeast, but after running some errands around town and being on the receiving end of an awful lot of courtesy (thank-you, salty old man for offering me your grocery cart, and all you sweet ladies who called me “deah” and pinched my “cunnin'” little baby’s cheeks? You’re the best), I have decided that Maine isn’t so bad after all.
Natalie and I have had a pretty great day together so far–a sure sign that she is feeling much, much better. She has even napped so well that I have done laundry AND begun to clean the house in preparation for the Birthday Invasion this weekend. Not bad.
Oh, and she’s looked super cute all day, too: