I adore the reference photo that I used for this piece. The Girl tolerates slinging for only twenty-minute chunks max, and when we do sling it’s the sweetest, coziest thing. (She does enjoy being cozy, just like her mom. She also gets real pissed off in the heat… Just like her mom.)

At the moment, she’s luxuriating in her morning nap. It’s rather thoughtful of her to give me a window of time during my “creative hours” to work on projects and ponder the existence of the universe. The rest of the day will be spent examining mom’s face, attempting to get that pesky foot in her mouth, and contemplating whether she really is ready to roll.