Sometimes things are unicorns made of baby laughter and narwals swimming through skittles, sometimes things are just a poonami of craptacular proportions. Sometimes the normal lexicon just isn't enough.
Boy, I'm behind in blogging. A few weeks ago, we bid farewell to some friends for the summer and Bean said goodbye to his buddy. They're just weeks apart in age, his mom and I were pregnant together. Here's hoping they are friends for a very long time!