Bronwyn turned four months old on Saturday.

This is one of her favorite spots—in the kitchen with me. I think she’ll be a lot happier overall when she can sit by herself. She really likes being in her booster seat.

This picture turns me into a ball of mush. (Her aunt Gina gave the dress–we decided she looks like a little leprechaun in it.)

Ditto for this one. Oh, my heart.

I’d better quit before I turn into a weeping ball of mush.

On the agenda tomorrow: continue cleaning blinds and washing windows. Maybe if I tell you I’m doing it, I’ll quit procrastinating about it. πŸ˜‰