Neither of us really knows what to expect once Elmo shows up (who really does with their first baby?), but we're getting more than a little bored with this particular phase of things. All I know is, this kid better find a way out soon, before his parents go completely crazy.
What do you know...? The baby socks fit something besides the baby's feet...

By the end of the day, I might not always be up for cooking a real meal. Tonight I made sweet potato "fries", but didn't feel like cooking anything else. Matt helped me out, and this is what we came up with. Doesn't it look tasty?

(yeah... that's a bun-less hot dog and a pickle)
Not all of our joint kitchen efforts are quite so ill-fated, however...


Happy Birthday, Elmo!

(we figure by the time we're done eating this masterpiece of a birthday cake, we'll know when that birthday actually is)
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