Where's that global warming everyone's been wetting their diapers about? Around here, spring's arrival has been slower than a drunk paying his bar tab. Nonetheless, we headed out with friends to one of our favorite local hikes on Saturday. We didn't bring the backpack carrier for the baby, figuring she'd want to walk. Well, she didn't. Nor did she want to be carried. Mostly, she wanted to sit. And eat. And sit.
Mommy sported her new pink hair.