Work.

If you can call it that. I love my job, or shall I say, I love this little girl.



She is the sweetest (blowing herself kisses in the mirror), funniest (blowing ME kisses when I tell her she is beautiful), and smartest (first word: Bea-u-ti-ful, and I'm sure you can figure out why) little almost one year old ever.




I am really going to miss her in two weeks when she starts school. I would have never thought it would be this much though. As for now, we are making the most of our time, with walks to the park, dancing in her bedroom, and story time on the couch. I sure do love this sweet, sweet girl.

Josephine.

I am lucky enough to be able to spend my days with the cutest, sweetest little 9 month old girl around. I'm a nanny to Josephine, and I love it. We have a blast hanging out and going for LOTS of walks. She has started crawling, clapping, waving, and pointing all in the last week and a half, and she has insisted on feeding herself every day at lunch. There is just something wonderful about going to work and having an adorable little baby with a big old grin on her face, so excited to see you. It makes my job easy.