Blahblahblah writing. Blah blah blahblah work. Blahblah blah blah dentist.

Pictures!

I didn't help her with that. Neither did Matt. This goes beyond a simple fascination with the bellybutton. I think this may be the beginning of... the Naked Phase.

We often play a game with Penny wherein we squeeze her, while saying, "Squiiiiiiish!" She loves it. Once or twice, we've pretended to sit on her, when she was sitting on the couch. She squealed with laughter.

Last night, while Matt was reading to her, she decided to turn the tables. At least, as much as a 27-pound toddler can "squish" a full-grown man.

(As a note, I ought to thank Matt for picking up about 90% of the reading demands last night. My face was so numb from my visit to the dentist that I sounded like a stroke victim.)

Only two documents to review today, so I might be able to get some writing done. Technically, I should be getting started on the latest (and final, thank the gods) round of the Project of Hate and Doom, but I'm going to schluff it off for today and pick it up on Monday.

In case you were wondering, my muse continues to be a chocolate whore. I got 600 words done yesterday, despite having only about two hours in which to write.

This weekend, we're attending a Valentine's Party that the Brandts are throwing - or rather, Penny is attending a Valentine's Party that Emma is throwing. Should be fun. Not to mention excessively cute. Expect pictures Monday.

--Liz