So, I turned 27 this weekend. And I really feel old. There's something about 27 that just sounds older. It was a great birthday though. Stephen got me coffee, donuts, let me sleep in, got me some goodies from J.crew, and took me shopping. He's the best. We then had a slumber party with my brother, Joe.
Blakely didn't mind being tortured by Uncle Joey. She got to have stuff put on her head, got turned upside down, got put in other awkward positions, and got to put strange things in her mouth.
Unfortunately for us all, I didn't get a picture of him taunting her with his toe- which she did manage to get in her mouth at least once. He is such a big brother...
Isn't she a cutie!? I am so ready for fall. I love dressing her for cool weather. I will say, it's a little harder to keep a little crawler warm, but she is just so cute in her jacket and leg warmers.
In other news, the neighbor across the street thinks her name is "Bailey" and I don't know what to do about it. I feel I have missed my window for correcting her. I think the first few times she said it she didn't say it loud and I thought maybe I misheard her...and now it's just too late. What should I do?
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