I didn't realize I had some more photos on my camera, so I'm going to go ahead and post them now.
In unrelated news, shortly before clicking into the blog editor I went to get my coffee, and spilled some on myself, fresh out of the coffeemaker. I have a barely-blistering burn on my belly (say that five times fast). Not cool.
On with the pictures. Chubble LOVES her sink bath. She loves it SO MUCH. She will splash around in there for half an hour or more. And this is what it looks like:
Feel free to laugh. She's quite happy in there and I'm quite glad to get half an hour to sit on the floor next to the sink and read-or-something. I'm waiting for her to figure out that she can't move anymore; she's already figured out that if she locks her legs I can't get her out.
I had pictures on the camera from our snow last week. Here's one I took the day before one of those trees (if I was all smart and photo-y I'd circle which one it was, but I'm not) fell into the neighbor's fence.
Chubble was...underwhelmed...by all the snow:
She preferred watching the big kids play through the window (I actually put her in a high chair and she sat there laughing at them for at least an hour), or riding around in my jacket:
That is my very first attempt-in-progress at homebrewing my own beer, right after pitching the yeast. Because I'm stubborn and because the kits seemed a little too pre-packaged, I had someone (I think he's the owner) at the semi-local brew shop make up a package with fresh-milled grains and whole hops; this one is his Hefeweizen. This morning it is happily bubbling away.
PS - pay no attention to the incredibly ugly wallpaper. It's in my laundry room where I don't have to look at it often.
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