I saw the picture while I was at dinner with co-workers and was like, Whoa. My baby is a little girl. Where did the time go?!
Crafting, with the exception of finishing a quilt in time for the cooling weather, has been on hiatus since I got into busy season at work. But this picture makes me want to get it scrapped.
PS. When Evie was younger, I had this mild phobia of McDonald's PlayPlaces and how gross they were. I think I've gotten over that for the most part. I guess that's what happens when you find yourself cleaning poopy underwear out by swishing it around in the toilet bowl - at home, not in public. I balked at the thought at first . . . but it actually works pretty well, plus I don't want to run uber-poopy underwear through my washing machine.