Try and tell me that’s not fun to say aloud.

Daphne has started to become very attached to the blanket that her great-grandmother gave her. So much so that, today, she wanted to carry it with her out of the crib and downstairs.

She hasn’t shown much attachment to anything of the sort in the past, (Boo the Dancing Dog notwithstanding), so this felt significant.

Boo is the exception to this rule.

Small steps.

And, speaking of grandparents, I’m taking a well-deserved day off of work tomorrow as we’re heading out to see the Seguin grandparents for the weekend.

Yes, there should indeed be pictures upon our return.

See you then.

j.s.