I arrived in Pip’s room to see this sleepy head.
Speaking of her head, it was buried deep into a crack in the bed. I love that Piper Jane sleeps like a little weirdo, just like any kid does.Fact: I used to sleep with my bum way up in the air. When I nannied I found those kids did too!
We had a great visit of reading books and snuggling and jumping, and right when it was time to leave, she peed on me. Right through her diaper!
(does that mean it’s time to move up a diaper size?)
After a hang out with that Pip, I went to Brooklyn for a birthday lunch with some of my girlfriends. 
After a delicious lunch (I had hearts of palm salad, which might be my favorite) we had cheap massages. It was kind of crazy. My lady was using her knees and elbows and there were a few times I was sure she was making it up as she went, but in the end I did feel very relaxed. And at least I didn’t have the awkwardness of sexy music like my last massage in Palm Springs! haha.
Then I came home and opened/boiled a package of Trader Joe’s butternut squash ravioli. Which tasted wonderful.
Pip sleeps just like my Reagan.. nestled in the corner. So cute.
What about potty training? Or is that not possible in her situation?
I love that your little Pip is like the Michael Jackson of Blythedale. Always so cool with her “one sock” style!
i haven’t caught up on your blog in a lil bit… is it weird to say i miss you?! ’causeido.
i had the same ravioli for lunch!!
i need some knees and elbows in my back asap, im hurtin!