The blog has been quiet of late. Why? Well, that would be because this little charmer has been getting up at 5. That's right. Up at 5 a.m. At this awful, terrible, no-good hour, Rosemary has been up, ready-to-take-to-on-the-world up, "Hey! Why isn't Finn up yet?" up.
I can get up happily at 6 a.m. Six-thirty is even better, and 7 o'clock is great. But 5 in the freaking morning? I have absolutely nothing to say at 5 a.m.
Today, Rosemary slept till 7 a.m. My brain is functional again. I have enough brain power to wish this picture had sound.
Oh, I suppose that's called a video.
Well, anyway, she really likes this dolly, and my ears suffer the squealing proof.