Bob, baby and Earl

Tony has actually napped most of the morning, giving me time to clean the mess you see in the background. On top of the mess Bobby and I leave behind, and the usual baby mess (random formula spills on the floor, binkies and burp cloths everywhere), Earl got hold of a full bottle of gold glitter and chewed it open on the guest bed, so I got to change those sheets, too. Lesson learned: never trust a quiet basset hound.
