So much cuteness for so much frustration!!
I woke Z-bean up at seven thirty, naively thinking that we could be out the door by 8:15. Now, it's 8:35, and she's STILL putting her clothes on. I should know better than to assume that Z-bean can get herself dressed in any kind of rush.

J. and I went out last night for the first time in so, so long. C., who is a good friend/exboyfriend who lives in our basement, hung out upstairs while Zoe slept and we were able leave the house without a small child. It was amazing.

I will go into more details later, the Z-meister has finally put her boots on and I think that I may be able to harness the forward moving energy into getting her coat on.