Turns out, everyone has a burglary story. They've been entertaining (for values of entertaining = horrifying) me all week with them. At least our burglar did not decide to pour the contents of the fridge over all the clothing and electrical equipment he didn't bother to take with him, as happened to one of my colleagues.
Strange what you find yourself grateful for.
Anyrate, on a more cheerful topic: Remember Lily?
She's grown in the two weeks since I last saw her. Lookit — she's now taller than a drinking cup!
And another picture, because I couldn't resist the cuteness of that little face.