First of all my sweet Lovey got her first of many goose eggs. It happened on Monday. It was bad. I put her in her crib for a nap. She was content, babbling to herself when all of the sudden I heard a blood, curdling scream. No joke. I go in to check on her and there is a golf ball size bump already on her forehead. I know it sounds like I'm being dramatic, but I'm not. Promise. It was huge and red. Poor girl. Her goose egg has now turned a lovely shade of blue/green/yellow. I thought it was beginning to look better today but while we were out and about running errands this morning not once but twice people commented on it. Bit traumatic but I'm sure there are MANY more to come.

Can you see it? It's in the top left corner of her forehead. Poor girl.

Also on Monday, I went to visit the sweetest baby boy, and while I was gone, I missed out on a little photo shoot. I couldn't resist posting these. I simply love how much these two adore each other. Seriously there is nothing better than seeing a grown up man, become butter around his little girl. I love these pictures. And I love how much they look alike. And I love how much Charlotte lights up when Mike comes into the room. He can make her laugh in a way no one else can. I know that's super cheesy and before Charlotte came along, I rolled my eyes at those kind of comments, but I now know it's true.

They are seriously making the same facial expressions in each picture. I LOVE IT.

Here's my favorite of the photo shoot.

Seriously? Look at the way she looks at her dad.

There's nothing better my friends.