"And she shall have crumbs wherever she goes"

Madeline was sick last week with the big "D" (and I don't mean Dallas). She's better now but it threw us off-kilter for a bit while we stayed home, avoided little kiddos and took monstrous naps (her, not me). You know your child is definitely fighting something when she'll sleep for four hours in the afternoon and still fall right asleep at 7 p.m.

Because she had no appetite, I gave her crackers whenever she wanted one. And I mean, whenever, wherever. The rule of only eating in her high chair was catapulted out the window.

In short, our house became Texas Roadhouse. Except instead of dust from peanut shells covering every floorboard, it was saltine cracker dust.

Oh, and she ate in the car anytime she wanted too. Can you tell?


These pictures are a couple weeks old but I love how Madeline likes getting her feet dirty. And if the dirt can become mud, it's even better.