We love our sweet Genevieve. Like, a lot. I think we have to love her as much as we do because some days I think I want to give her back. Jimmy called me in a panic while I was at a meeting today. Little Miss Vivy had gotten out of her crib and ambled out of her room holding her head. Isn't 18 months too young to be part of the 'Get out of my crib when I'm supposed to be taking a nap' club?! She has done everything young, that one. Rolled over from front to back at two weeks, back to front at 6 weeks and took off all her clothes in bed when she was not even 2 months old. I suppose she's been trying to break out of things since she was born...
Today I joined a gym solely for the child care.

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