A Lucy's Birthday Present

As if Lucy weren't enough of a gift, John gave me a beautiful pair of earrings to commemorate her birth. You can catch a glimpse of them here.

This is what happens when your husband turns into a big lump of sugar, in constant danger of melting at the sight of his daughter's nose or toes or drool. I'm not one to take advantage of this type of situation, but I do hope that his friends are aware of John's current state and protect him from others who might try to benefit from his weakened condition by, for instance, letting him pick up the bar tab repeatedly. Who knows what my besotted man will do next.