Cupcakes and Head Injuries

Porter has been immortalized in frosting, thanks to the artistic stylings of my (not-normally-caught-dead-decorating-cupcakes) boyfriend:


Meanwhile, while attempting to master the elusive "roll over," Porter and I "butted heads" rather literally. His head definitely won. This is me seeking solace in frozen cranberries. Upon discovering my injury, B immediately ran from the room and returned with . . . the camera. What a guy. :)


If this knot gets much bigger, I'm going to have to name it Doug.