Just what the doctor ordered

Today is my birthday. The big 3-0 to be exact. It was a bad day. Not necessarily because of the number, although I do prefer to call it "29 + 1." More palatable, don't you think? No, it was bad because of a painfully drama-filled clinic. And a long afternoon on consults.
But I got somethin' to make any bad day better. I recommend some sweet baby girl snuggles and a generous serving of Ruggles' Oreo Overload cake.

Ahh, mucho mejor. Happy birthday to me.

PS Our camera is doing some weird thing where it makes everything look yellow and fuzzy. Nick is gonna get right on fixing that.