Groundhog Day!

Well, in the style of this cool chick and her little one's "daydreams," I've fashioned my own little groundhog for this festive day! (And thank heaven Punxsutawney Phil didn't see a shadow today - that's all I have to say about that.)


It's funny because with a newborn, every day kinda feels like a Groundhog's Day - just like the Bill Murray movie. Every three hours you're awake to feed that little person and time just seems to stand still. Honestly, when Charlie gets hungry again, it's like "Really? But didn't we just do that?!?" And hubby has been on half day paternity leave for the past month, so it's like a half-holiday every day. Maybe I should learn to do ice sculpting or piano or something. Or maybe I should just get some sleep. Did this post even make sense?