As you can see from this picture of the Plant in my office, I'm not the mothering type. This post is purely so my coworkers have proof I haven't fed my daughter to the dog or left her in the car for an entire weekend. I guess they think my planting skills don't fare well for the little one. Who could blame them?



Here's Mads giving a big morning stretch. See.. she's alive! I swear.



And here I am giving the international sign of motherhood. Even Mads seems amused.



See... baby is fine. Plant, not so much. A proper buriel for Robert Plant will happen whenever the cleaning lady throws him out.



loves,
jo and mads