01/08/2009

She might kill me when she's a teenager
but I'll take my chances anyway. Sleep deprivation and exhaustion kept me from noticing Iza's trip to the bathroom and back. I wouldn't have even realized her little truant little butt had she not dragged back a trail of toilet paper. I hope this is not an indication of her life to come: I'd rather she's a bit less of a klutz than her momma had been. January 8th, it was our 4th anniversary yesterday. And I celebrated by involuntarily falling asleep with Iza at 9 p.m; hence the lack of a post yesterday. I'm trying to get out of Forks, Washington in my head to take today's picture. *Reading Twilight*