Tomorrow Hazel will be one month old. We're slowly trying to get back to normal, which, for Lennon and me, means playing together all morning long. Today we painted, drank hot chocolate with tons of whipped cream that we spooned off of the top then re-squirted, read some stories while I fed the baby, trimmed our bangs, giggled in the shower.


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