Sunday in the Backyard

We spent Sunday morning stuffing ourselves with french toast at a fabulous brunch (it was at a friend's house, I am too tired to ever make french toast again). We had a to-do list a mile long for the rest of the day, but all we managed to do was lay in the grass in the backyard and play with Norah (oh, and hose down some gates we got to prevent her from ripping out the DVD cords. Again).





In this last picture she is gnawing on an organic teething biscuit. They looked so innocent in their cute little package at Whole Foods, but teething biscuits are EVIL. Norah made the most disgusting, sticky, slimy mess of her life with it. She kept dropping it on the rug where it got coated in seconds with cat hair and smashing it into her clothes. Stay clear of the teething biscuits.