My niece is cuter than your niece. It's true. She has a blonde mohawk and two dimples, people. It's not even a contest.
I spent the weekend basking in her cuteness, as well as the cuteness of the Blessed Nephews. And laughing with my brothers and sisters. And not thinking about Girls Camp, which is in a week. I have a very long list of big and small things that still need to be done for it but I'm trying to have some perspective. Like, it's not going to matter if certain things get done before I leave. I just finished chatting with my friend Amanda, who has her own major stresses right now, and I gave the advice to make a list and prioritize it and put "cleaning your house" at the bottom of it, because we'll all survive if the bathroom sink doesn't get the thorough scrubbing it probably needs. I'm warning you that I'm going to take my own advice on that one so if you come over to visit between now and next Saturday, there may be a few strands of hair lurking near the faucet. I know that you're a kind a generous friend who won't judge me for that.