This winter's been cold in Holland, and today the Elfstedentocht was held (the 11 city race over canals, when it's cold enough to freeze over), first since 96-7. So, on the way home from errands, I bought Emily a baby's bib, lined with fleece. She "wore" it when she was asleep:
[More of a skirt]To prevent Separation Anxiety (분리불안) when she grows up, we ignore her when we first come in, don't make a big fuss. I stepped out to get scent-free diaper wipes, and came back and called my Mom, all the while not paying attention to scrambly puppy. Where does the puppy go?
[Same pose, different place]
[Same pose, different place]She climbed up on the back of my legs and fell asleep while I was talking to Mom. Oi.
ps. She got a bath last night. I picked two nits off her. Evil Bastards.
ps. She got a bath last night. I picked two nits off her. Evil Bastards.
