I’ve had this independently confirmed by total strangers. She really is the cutest baby in the world. (Okay, we can agree that it’s a tie for first place with whichever babies you have in your life. Alexandra can share the title. If that makes you feel better.)
In other news from Casa Casanova, it’s my first “official” week as a stay at home mom (my leave was up at Fisher on Friday, so I went into the office to resign). Yesterday, Bo ran after the Fed Ex truck and I went out after him to try to prevent him from going in the street. I did this while holding Alex. Needless to say, this was not a good plan. Yep, I tripped and fell. ALEXANDRA IS FINE, NOT A SCRATCH. Maternal instinct is a powerful force, and I amĀ extremely grateful to tell you that she survived the fall and only cried for a moment because she was startled. Bo is also alive, in spite of the death stare I gave him yesterday. As for me, I don’t expect any permanent marks, though I haven’t had a skinned elbow or knee like this since the early 80’s.
Okay, here’s your cuteness: