Say cheese!

What better way to pass the last half hour before bath, books and bedtime than an impromptu photoshoot?





The one nearly impossible task these days is capturing a smile directly, since Vivi gets serious at the first sight of the camera. But everyone once in a while...

The Duke and Duchess

I know I'm a few days late and a couple of other...ahem... weighty news items have taken over, but let's talk about the royal wedding.



The Husband and I set the alarm to get up at 5 A.M., so we could watch history being made.

(Can I just interject that it's crazy for people with a baby to get up when the baby is still sleeping. I suffered mightily later for that decision, when Vivi decided that she wasn't so into napping that day.)

Yes, it was lovely. All pomp and circumstancey. Very royal, although still seeming like they really wanted to be there. And the one little petulant bridesmaid added just the right touch of reality.

Still, I can't help but hope that a few days before the spectacle, there was a tiny, private ceremony with just a handful of friends and family. That Kate got to walk down the aisle to her favourite cheesy song and Pippa didn't steal any of her thunder, because she was just wearing something off the rack from Top Shop. That Will and Kate read each other vows that they wrote about little inside jokes only they know. That they held hands and looked into each other's eyes when they said, "I do." That they sealed the deal with a big 'ol smooch rather than a couple of terse, public kisses. That Will fist-pumped the air and whooped for joy while Kate laughed.

Something just for them. Before they had to put on a show for the rest of the world.

But maybe that's just me.

She could have worn the same dress, though. That was beautiful!!