This morning we took Eliza's wonderful daddy out for breakfast to celebrate his birthday with just the three of us. Last night we had another couple and their almost-three-month-old over for some BBQ and cake and had a great time. We lasted until all of 10:30 - HA! Tomorrow my parents are having a little brunch-y celebration for him at their house to round out his birthday weekend. HAPPY BIRTHDAY HONEY! You are my love, my life and the best daddy to our girl. I couldn't ask for more. I love you!
(oh hold on, she just fell over - ha!)
In bodily-fluid related news, Eliza's nose has been a bit runny/sniffly/generally snot-tastic recently. She doesn't have a fever and she seems to be her normal happy self, so we're not too concerned. Everyone tells us (including Dr. Google) it's either teething or a mild cold. I have to be honest: at first, her snot TOTALLY grossed me out. I gagged, actually. I just gagged again thinking about it... yeah, I know. Lame. But after a week I'm pretty much over it and can use the snot-sucker bulb thingy like a pro and not even flinch. What a rookie, right???
Okay, better go, she's getting punchy, and the cat is torturing her now by sitting *very slightly* out of her reach, which is just making her mad. Oh just wait, my fine feline friend, just WAIT until this girl is mobile...