Seven years ago today Adam and I were doing our baby registry for Lauren. Crazy to think that about the only thing we still have left is a lonely stroller in the garage. That stroller is harder for me to get rid of than the crib. Too many memories!
Lauren's tooth has been loose forEVER, it seems. Today at lunch she knocked it while playing, and the dried blood is the only thing still keeping it attached. Attractive, no?