I'm Still Laughing. Out Loud.

You know just when you do something that you start to get a bit haughty about, life really throws you a humbling curve ball. Remember those oh-so-healthy cupcakes that I made for Juliet's birthday? Well, I have to admit I was really proud of myself for not serving her dairy or sugar or GASP! chocolate. Well, as I hastily dressed myself after my shower this morning (ok, let's be honest - it was this afternoon), I realized the baby was being awful quiet. As I walk downstairs, here's what I found: Yep, that's a chocolate bar she dug up from the pantry racks. And instead of grabbing that evil chocolate away from her like a good mom should have, I grabbed my camera. Because really, I want to remember the chaos of my life ten years from now, right?

Yep - I didn't even Photoshop the snot out. She is super sick as well. Do you think chocolate has an anti-viral properties?

Fat and happy.

But wait. All good things must come to an end.

I didn't let her have the whole chocolate bar - that would have just been abusive.