Evie and I went to the pool this morning, and we're so glad we did. I made a new friend, and Evie made a new boyfriend. Of course, anytime Evie has a bathing suit on, the boys are swarming around her like she's got bacon in her pocket or something. We've been to the pool a few times but today is the first day I realized (
or maybe someone had to tell me) that when the lifeguards blow the whistles to clear the pool, that's when the mommies and babies have a chance to swim alone. So that's what we did, and all of the big kids were jealous while Evie hogged the giant floating foam crab for about 15 minutes. That must've worn her out, because then she slept on a lawn chair for a while while the paparazzi (me) took pictures of her. I also got some shots of Evie with her new boyfriend, Blaine, but they were to smudgy to post here. Someone has been letting their baby chew on the camera in a desperate ploy to "accidentally" break it so that their husband will agree to buy a higher mega-pixeled camera. This thing is so 2001. So the lense was smudged and I didn't know it until I looked at them on here. Only one picture today, but there's plenty more of Evie to go around; just check back later.