Doing the best she can.

The moment I take the lens cap off the camera, Stella starts doing this odd pose-down that involves her shrunken apple face and disco pointing fingers. This time, I begged her to just smile her normalest smile. It sorta worked.

Stella

Stella

Stella

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140 characters in Twitter won’t even come close to summing this one up.

7:45pm: Realize Blanket has inadvertently been left in cubby at school

7:45-9:00pm: Screaming / Crying / Screaming / Crying / Collapse in complete emotional exhaustion

9:00-10:00pm: TV remote turns up missing and Doorknob Toucher spends an hour flipping the house inside out trying to locate it

12:00am: Dog initiates heated conversation with raccoons on front porch

4:45am: “Blaaaaannnnnnnket!”

7:34am: Belligerent 4-year-old allows dog to escape through garage

7:35am: 20 minutes of dog chasing through neighborhood marshland

8:00am: Long anticipated Blanket reunion

8:15am: Knock tooth on play structure and bleed all over blanket

8:17am: Blanket quarantined into plastic bag – back in cubby

8:25am: Call dentist to find out if toddler dentures will be in our future

8:30am: Afraid to leave office for fear that an anvil will fall on my head