dream come true

Remember how I had all sorts of ideas about Darcy and the baby being the best of friends? Well Darcy has done her part by being very willing to smother Mollie with attention since she came home, but I have to admit that Mollie was not initially as enthused. Something about a cold, wet nose constantly inspecting her bare feet? So prissy.

Fortunately, Mollie is now beginning to reciprocate and smiles whenever she sees Darcy, owling* her head to follow her around the room. The other day she started crying in her swing, and before I could get there Darcy had run over and started licking her hands and Mollie was happy and babbling to her (observation: dog as babysitter outweighs constant hand-washing).

This is also their preferred napping position**:

All of my dreams are coming true! 

*"owling" should obviously be a word.

** That's my arm between Mollie and Darcy...she doesn't have a mutant limb, which is something to be thankful for, I guess.