seven months

If you're happy and you know it...

It's been a good weekend. We went to the Greek Festival and ate some fantastic food yesterday, and this afternoon we've had some friends over for a jack-o-lantern carving adventure. (Pictures of the pumpkins will follow, but The Hater thinks this one is one of the better ones we've done, but not the best one...)

Baby turned seven months old yesterday. Ta-da.

Doing laundry now. Baby finally went down for her afternoon nap (after the company left). We're watching football, cooking up a letter to Fisher and Kiffin.

Neither of us are excited about going back to work tomorrow, but somehow the universe just doesn't seem to care.