And did you see those TIGHTS?

Sometimes Nora sits down right by my desk chair and plays while I’m working. Here she is, a compact little pile of adorableness, precious blanket (inexplicably dubbed ‘peti’) momentarily forgotten on the floor behind her.

paradise

Sometimes, if Nora and I are out running errands during the day, we stop and have a little lunch together–just us grown-up girls, you know?

Anyway, here she is enjoying her favorite dish.

pigtails

My mom, proudly displaying her hairdo handiwork:

In the background, you can see my new Jamaica Trinnaman painting hanging over the fireplace. I know, I need to branch out and find another artist I like whose work I can afford. But it’s awesome, right??

in the eyes of the state

Nora passed the time in line to get a birth certificate with a little nap, and then showed us how to properly use the Wii.

I’m not sure how we never got Nora a birth certificate before, but when I went to collect the documents to get her a passport, all we had on file was the novelty certificate from the hospital. Now she has officially been borned.