happy birth-day, quinn!!

You are 9 ½ pounds of
beet-coloured joy!

I have been experiencing many tender moments with Ceilidh in the past two days. Yesterday, when I was working on the office computer, she settled down next to me on the extendable breadboard. Which was all well and good...until she started to throw up. As soon as I heard the tell-tale retching noises begin, I recoiled in horror, knowing that there was no way to avoid a revolting cleanup. Ugh.

Today, as I was sitting on the floor, she wanted to cuddle. After I'd had her on my lap for about 20 minutes, I began to feel affectionate, and started hugging & kissing the top of her head. This was her cue to bite me. And then, when I extended the hand of peace a few minutes later, she bit me again.

Awwwww....