On Saturday I went swimming, per usual, and then when I got back we concocted delicious breakfast burritos, complete with avocado, cilantro, red pepper, onion, cheese, beans, and eggs sunny side up. It's my new specialty. If Scott's lucky I"ll sell him the secret recipe for his store. Afterwards we ran on a quick Costco run and picked up some grooming supplies for Banjo at Petco next door (he now has clean teeth and short nails--we were even able to use the quick stop thanks to a bloody du claw). Then we went up to Glenn Alps with Kari and Jared to go snow shoeing. It was a beautiful day out so there were lots of people out skiing and snow shoeing.
Afterwards we went Sophie and Todd were having a get together so everyone could meet their new daughter Solette. (Apparently they made up the name. It's a cross between Sol, the spanish word for sun, and ette, to give it a French flair, since Sophie's family live and speak in France). She was a really cute baby, but she managed to sleep through the entire party. At one point I was holding her and she started to squirm a lot as though she was ready to wake up, but instead she just ripped a big fat fart (I could feel it across my arm) and then calmed back down. Somehow it's cute when they're little. It's yet to be determined if Neil brain damaged her. Sophie was saying that she still had a soft spot on her head, so Neil decides to poke his finger in it and it sunk in a few centimeters.
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