Wednesday Morning, 8:17 AM

Seeing What All The Fuss Is About.

Susannah, meet Real Food. (I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.)

But Who’s Watching The Baby?

My favorite blue-eyed cherub… …And her jaunts to the park… …With her two babysitters. 

She’s Not A Monster. She’s Just Drowsy.

8:46am: Dumped cats’ water bowl out. (On cats.) 9:03am: Dumped out contents of dresser onto floor. (Are you sad, Mommy?) 9:39am: Dumped self onto floor. Split lip. Bled. Cried about bleeding. 10:02am: Asleep in car during three minute drive to Playgroup.  10:03am: Keely realizes that her Godzilla is actually a Sleeping Beauty.

My Life Is So Very, Very Charmed.

This is what a Real Mom looks like, apparently- especially on set.(Why so much makeup, Mom?) Also, I am not as yellow in reallife as the Hipstamatic would have you believe.) …And this cannot be re-posted enough.Scott Bakula and I wish you the happiest of Leap Days!

Bad. Mom.

That’s prolly too big for- oh, she’s fine. YOU feed the baby. Ignoring both the infant eyeing my wine AND the toddler reading a prayer book against a radiator.

Milestone Month.

Everybody feeds the baby… …And Big Girl beds are for Big Girls.

Definitely Not "Wordless."

There is no mood that cannot be fixed by two crazy girls and a good ol’ belly laugh.