Smacky's hat looks like a little duncecap when the bottom isn't turned up, doesn't it? But she's smart as a whip, people. I just can't think of any examples right now that don't involve hair-pulling. . . (Ask me later.)
Gary and Arlo and Smacky walked to Freddy's after dinner last night, giving me some precious alone time in which to nurse my recently aching belly and update my facebook status.
Smacky giggled at Arlo's antics the whole way there, but fell asleep on the way home. So all I had to do for bedtime last night was roll over and pop a bottle into her mouth.
I like it! Thanks, Gary!