Poppy sat in a high chair for the first time yesterday at our favorite Mexican restaurant. She had an enchilada and two tacos.

We had a nice, leisurely Super Bowl Sunday, starting with church and ending with a viewing of “Broken Flowers.” I’ll weigh in on that after we’ve finished watching it. Poppy wore jeans for the first time today. And a jean jacket. Rockford dubbed her “Little Johnny Cougar.” I don’t know that her demin wear alone warrants the name, but she does have the beginnings of a pompadour and a special place in her heart for the state of Indiana.