Are Saturday nights still a thing? Do people still save up their entertainment opportunities for the weekends, now that time has no meaning? Technically it was movie night here, but while we have been on our mission to watch all Marvel movies (Infinity War this time), a lot of nights are movie nights. Long before large congregations of people became an unwise proposition, I had stopped going out on weekends. The bar and club scenes were never my style. I can't imagine wanting to do that now.
Our baby came over to visit again. Her parents needed some time to clean house and we are always ready to step in and cuddle with our Grumpus. It was a good time, filled with baby jokes, snacks, naps, and bath time. (I may have let her eat a whole strawberry, and then needed to launder her pink-stained shirt after.) There isn't much new to report, other than the emergence of her third tooth and the expansion of the series of sounds she makes. Not necessarily new letters, but long combinations of the known ones. She seems a lot bigger all of a sudden, too. She's taller and sturdier. All that she is waiting on to be a legit toddler is to actually toddle across the floor under her own power.
Most of the camera work I did today was with video. There were only a few new stills of the cutest baby in all of Colorado.
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