Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Brooklyn Baby: or, Brooklyn, Baby

I'm always hassling James because I feel like he projects onto Edie.  I mean, she's just under 3 months, so I'm understandably dubious when he's all, oh, she likes when I make her dance; she loves this Sigur Ros song; she really wants me to get this moterbike, and so on.

However, even I can't deny that she seem really happy to be home.


  1. that tummy time looks like it's paying off. i like her.

  2. I can't stop looking at this picture. I just want to smooch her on those big old lips. When she wakes up, that's happening.