Bathtub, Coo

No posting today, for I have to Clean Up My Messes and Find Something to Wear For a Party and tend to my Formidable Stacks of work. Two of my dearest and most darling of friends are in town for the week with their brand-new babies, and I can't wait to catch up and laugh and coo and stare at my girls' features in their girls.

But I also feel a little bit like they both are Grown-Ups since they created life this year, and the very least I could do is have a bathtub with no hairs in it. Just in case anyone decides to measure my grown-up-ness by the cleanliness of my bathtub. Which they won't.

(But I'm cleaning it anyway, just in case they accidently do.)



{Picture from Toast.}