I had big plans for photos on 11-11-11. Plans for 11:11am and pm. Ideas. Documentation. The a.m. came and went, missed due to a nap, a diaper, a feeding, or something. Still time for the p.m. … But wait. 9:28pm, baby is screaming bloody murder after being noonies for only an hour and a half. So off I went for a restless feeding and comfort, and then I was trapped with her in my arms, not willing to disturb her so I could get back up and be productive. Lying awake for hours, not even tired, watching 11:11pm come and go. Maybe next year. The only photo I got on 11-11-11 is this one, when she stuffed my boot with toys. “Cram it in the boot!” At least it’s a really cute capture.