sleep deprivation

has led to me saying things like, "oh Amelia, you look so yummy! Mama's going to throw you into the oven and bake you like a pie! and then she's going to eat you all up!"

The whole phrase doesn't seem abnormal to me at all, until I'm attacking my baby with kisses, and Jeremy says, "did you hear that Amelia? Your mommy's going to bake you in the oven!" and then I realized... I don't even like pie.

um...?

all the cray cray aside, she is a pretty adorable babe:

 

 

 

 

Happy Spring, from our family to yours!

 

xoxo