Has it been five months already?

Our little bean has grown three inches and two shoe sizes since coming home. She also becomes sweeter and more adorable every day. And she is so smart and charming and funny. How is it possible? Every day, I marvel at my luck in having become mother to such a spectacular little person. Oh, I also wonder how I became such a sentimental pile of goo. It's all Chloe's fault, you know. I'm a mere shadow of my formerly snarly self. Anyway, instead of continuing on in such an embarrassing fashion, I'll post some pictures of our summer. (I understand that some folks have been staying up nights hitting their refresh buttons over and over ;)


Our girl demonstrates her "rawk n rwoll" face at her lovely party given by Auntie Sara and Uncle Bob.



Oh, pool boy! There's a blade of grass floating in my water.



Everybody in the big bed! Mama and Papa, you stand over there.



Enjoying a walk (and a crawl) in Lake Geneva.



She likes doing it. No, really!



But ociffer ... Is it my fault that I'm beautiful ... and thirsty?



When Chloe plays in her (carefully babyproofed) room by herself and things get a little too quiet, I come running in only to find this incriminating scene.