Not really, but it’s a necessary photo-op when you grow up in Maryland.
(Do people who live other places even know how delicious steamed crabs, smothered in Old Bay really are? And by other places, don’t be some smart ass from Virginia or Delaware, and be all, “we do!” I mean like, ummm. Idaho. Missouri. Arizona. Anyway…)
Summer is almost over, and I’m not sure how that happened. We head to the beach for our annual family vacation soon, and year after year, as soon as we get home, it’s like I blink and it’s time to put up the Christmas tree.
Man. I thought decorating for Christmas was hard with a newborn, but I’m genuinely afraid of what it will be like with a toddler. But I’m getting a little ahead of myself.
Soon I’ll have the obligatory Baby’s First beach pictures, and then we’ve pretty much covered all our bases until Baby’s First Birthday, which is only 12 weeks away.
Birthday party planning is officially in effect. Trying to nail down a guest list for an adorable/first grandchild/rainbow baby is like planning a freaking wedding.
Please cross your fingers now that the weather is good in October, because if we can’t use our backyard this house is going to be crowwwwded.