Baby be smilin'

Margaret and I have been home from our vacation for two days now. I am so tired I am not sure there will be enough hours in the next week for all naps I want to take. This was my first vacation with the travel girl and I am shocked at how draining ten pounds of cute can be when one is far from home. Handsome Riley is happy to have his girls back. Sometimes I catch him grinning at me like it's Christmas. Maybe I should leave more often.

Of ships and sea lions

Today we took Margaret to Newport. She loved the boats and swore she would sail away on one someday to seek her fortune.

I love this picture...no witty comment needed.

We went to a sea lion cave where I offered Zuzu up to the sea lion gods. They wouldn't take her...ouch.

Snapshots of a snappy day

Zuzu loves cheese. And large yellow signs. This was a highlight of the day.

We stopped at a roadside stand and ate fresh fish. The fish got angry and ate fresh Zuzu.

Oysters are an aphrodisiac and the magpie is drunk on love and lemon.

My baby be clean.

Zuzu and I are in Oregon visiting all the lovely family we have up here. Sadly, Handsome Riley had to stay home for finals. Let's just say BYU finals week and I are not talking right now. Want to know the most exciting thing you missed today, baby? Here is a little recap....

Bath Time...

Also known as "Margaret's coochie gets so cold she wets all over Mommy"

We miss you and we are clean...so Lose/Win.

Hunger is the best sauce...

I miss bread. Efforts to lose the baby weight have become increasingly desperate. As of Saturday I started a detox diet (DOCTOR RECOMMENDED!) that restricts my eating to lean meats, fish, veggies and water for the next two weeks. After that I get to add fruit and juice...Glory be. Riley is detoxing with me in the sweetest little show of support that I ever did see. While I was pregnant I had nightly dreams that involved Scarlett Johanssen and not much else (pregnancy produces homoerotic tendencies in 46% of women...or something). Now my dreams feature me and baguettes in tantalizing situations. I think Riley may be missing the pregnancy. Me? I am just missing bread.