Today we went to Grandma's house for lunch. Camille was getting tired (i.e. cranky) so we finished up quickly and Grandma sent us home with a little treat. Here is what Camille looked like when we got home. I just love her little chocolate face! It's a good thing too because she was a tough-y today. Even on the tough days I know I'm going to miss that little face when she's grown. Sometimes it's just hard to remember that amongst her cries.
My little Crying Camille,
Be happy.
I love you,
Mom

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Some days are tough, aren't they? Yesterday was a tough afternoon here and then I burned dinner. Darn. Thank goodness for sleep and a new day and new chance. It brings me comfort to know we are living parallel lives...
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