A New Name

Here is a photo of the Little Bean sitting in our grass. Grass that I grew in the desert. The line behind her is where the neighbor's yard starts. They aren't particularly concerned with the state of their grass and the desert sand is trying to to reclaim it.

The Little Bean needs a new name; either "Pig Pen" or "Slimer." Just like that little ghost from Ghostbusters that was always sliming everyone. That is just like my little girl. Okay, well I will still call her the Little Bean, but will also regularly refer to her by the other names as well.

The child is constantly spitting up on everything, so I have decided that she shall never wear clothes again. They just get dirty within about five seconds of putting them on her. Just like PigPen. You clean her up, and then five minutes later, she is all dirty again.
Aunt E told me a story of a baby she used to watch. She said that if you gave that baby 4 oz of milk, she would spit up 8 oz. I think that is just like the little bean.

I might as well just get over it. We all know that at some point she will stop. It isn't as though she will be in college and still carrying around a spit up cloth. She is just a baby.

We fly out in the morning, so there will be no post tomorrow.