I really wanted to take this picture to label it "How I Swore I Would Never Dress My Future Daughter". But it appears that I was wrong.
Lucy's face in the picture looks really weird too, like she's a senior citizen from Latvia.
I really wanted to take this picture to label it "How I Swore I Would Never Dress My Future Daughter". But it appears that I was wrong.
Lucy's face in the picture looks really weird too, like she's a senior citizen from Latvia.

It was actually pretty warm today, low 50's but cloudy, so we put on our light jackets and sunglasses, and walked to the Square. We had some espresso and muffins at the ultra non-cool coffee shop (light rock is played throughout and the rent-a-center couch has many scary stains), stopped by the flower shop and then headed over to the playground down the street. Elliott loved the swing, he keep giggling every time we poked him in the stomach when he and Mike swang back and forth. Everyone was in good spirits for the short trip and when we returned home everyone, including me, took a nice long nap.