Two awesome things: first, I painted this plate at my mother’s group this morning. It’s meant to be a special day type thing, and I currently cannot stop admiring it. Gloating, really. I’m sure there’s a deadly sin associated with how I feel about this plate. Second, the Dude has officially learned how to hug. The whole enchilada - toddling over to you, intentionally crawling into your lap, burying his head in your chest, wrapping his wee arms around your neck and squeezing. Honestly, sometimes I pity every other human on this planet. Being me kind of rocks.