Sophie's "I'm hungry" face & Sophie's kissing face. She does this a lot,
so we just kiss her a lot.

Over the past 3 weeks my definition of busy has done a 180. I thought that juggling school, work and basketball was a major feat. That seems easy now. Being "busy" with yourself is one thing, but when another person comes into the picture, it's totally different. Especially when that other person's name is Sophie. Something as simple as taking a shower and getting ready for the day has taken on a whole new meaning. I consider it a major accomplishment if I can get both shampoo and conditioner in and out of my hair without having to jump out of the shower and stop the screaming. Some have suggested just letting her scream. That may seem like a good idea, except the neighbors downstairs like to come knock on the door when they hear anything out of the ordinary, too loud, too quiet, if my car isn't here but I am, if they smell something. . . actually, I think they just like to come knock every now and then.