Meet November 2o11 me and the Little Creature:
Hmm… come to think of it, there’s not much difference from November 2012 me…(orange-ish) hair still dry and frizzy, legs still hairy, eyeballs still about to fall off from lack of sleep. Only, the Little Creature has stopped the janitor-fish-like suction on my nips (and on the wall!) and has discovered another way to tire out the mommy even more: running around in circles, bumping into the grandparents’ furniture, and putting everything in his mouth. Now, it’s the Little Creature too, who’s reaching for the TV remote control and not the cat. At least the hairy lady in the illustration still lives with her cat. I miss our cats.