The Root of All Sneezles

Scott and I celebrated our 7th wedding anniversary last week. An infectious bout of colds all around and the painful eruption of one of Tillie's molars made it a sleepless and uncomfortable week. True, a bouquet of flowers and a steak dinner were requisite tokens of romance, but mostly it was the staggered napping schedules, towers of tissues used by all three of us, and family playground outings under drug-induced fogginess that made me feel that much closer to my sweeties.

Snacking on a park bench:

Tillie thinks she controls the water fountain:


Tillie and Scott play with a park puppy:


Sandbox doohicky fun: