B.R. 5/8/08

The baby was v sweet this morning. She came in to wake me up per usual, but when she saw that I wasn't about to get up anytime soon she did a turn and crumpled into a tidy ball that fell into the crook of my arm. That's one thing about the baby -- she likes to be in physical contact with her mom. For example, she's lying next to me with her butt against me as I type these words. If it's not a paw, it's her head, if not the head then the butt, if not the butt then her leggies, so on and so forth. It's v endearing.

Anyway, because she was such a wonderful baby this morning I reciprocated by playing a very energetic game of fetch with her. After that, we had a very lovely breakfast -- chickum and kibbles for the baby, toast with butter and jam for me. Shortly thereafter, the baby ran into the bathroom and did her morning business. As of late, her yumps have been most excellent, resembling moist mini cigarellos.

Of course, even the best baby has her moments. Although she's been a v good girl today, she didn't exactly jump for joy when I asked to take her photo. She does what she wants, and when things don't go her way, she gives what what, she gives me the Look: