ON SATURDAY WE BECAME "THOSE PEOPLE"

 This is not an example of "those people." Though this photo was preceded by a pretty "mom" moment. Husband was facepainting at the Grapevine Main St Days. I wanted to check it out so we took the trek down to Grapevine to bring him some Chick-fil-A (it's a Southern thing) for lunch. I ordered a delicious peach milkshake and when it was handed to me it immediately made it's way into my lap. awesome. I scooped up as much as I could, used every diaper wipe in my bag plus all the napkins from my Chick-fil-A bag to clean myself up. I got to walk around with a milky residue down my front for the rest of the day. Grapevine was fun, but it was so hot. We could only stand to be there for a little bit before we all headed home.


Since Husband was no longer going to work the rest of the day, we decided to risk going to see The Great Gatsby. Yeah, we took a baby to the movies. We were those people. Who brings a baby to the movies? Those who have incredible faith in either their babies or the soothing power of milk. We had faith in the latter. Luckily our faith worked in our favor. Baby Vera called out once, but she was either sleeping or nursing through the whole movie. And it was such a good movie. It was so worth the risk. But I don't think I'll do it again. I was stressed the whole time. Or if I decide to risk it again, I'll go to an empty matinee.

Most recent photo of baby V -taken 5 minutes ago. I think her face has already changed. She doesn't look so "newborn-y" anymore.

see?

BTW, I adore her and we're doing so much better hanging out at home together. This is going to sound cruel, but I love to hear her cry. Not because I like hearing the crying or want her to be upset, but because she's my baby and has her own distinct cry, and I think it's darling. I also think it's darling that when I say "Veronica" in her ear she pauses the tears and listens, even if for only a second.