Adelie and Staley's World

Adelie and Staley's World

Thursday, May 30, 2013

Week 2

Today is our 2-week anniversary of potty training, and Staley is doing great.  The first week was spent mostly at home with multiple accidents, lots of potty sitting, and exhaustive monitoring.  In this second week, Staley has had only 3 accidents (1 pee, 2 poops).  (Still not counting wetness when she wakes up from naps/bed.)  We have traveled to Aunt Melissa's house, the zoo, church, and the library without incident.  We've gone on walks and played outside without the potty seat out there.  Staley is letting us know when she needs to go with time to get to the potty (mostly), and she is going pretty consistently when we ask her to try.  I still have her try every hour or so, even if she says she doesn't need to go, but I'm less vigilant and more relaxed than I was a week ago.  I love not having to change 2-year old diapers.  Our diaper pail is much less toxic.  And Staley is so proud of herself. 

Now if only we could get this little gal on board too...

Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Wet and Wild

This morning at breakfast, I told Staley that there was a surprise for her on the front porch.  She couldn't wait to finish her breakfast and see what it was.  After breakfast she ran to the front door to find this...

Staley and Adelie's new water table
I thought it was a little too chilly on the porch for Adelie, so I told Staley that we could come back out and play after Adelie went down for her morning nap.  Staley came back inside without issue and said, "Okay.  You can put her down for her nap now."  I informed Staley that Adelie would probably be ready for her nap in about 20 minutes.  For the next 20 minutes, Staley would tell me things like, "Adelie looks tired."  "I think Adelie is ready for her nap now."  And my favorite..."Can you make Adelie close her eyes and go to sleep now?"  (If I had that skill, I can think of multiple times that I would have used it on Staley.)  When Adelie finally went down for her nap, Staley and I went outside for some water table fun.  Staley played...and played...and played...and played.  After 2 hours, we had to go inside for lunch with a promise that we could play again after nap.  I was pretty sure that Staley would enjoy the water table, but I didn't realize quite how much.  We are both looking forward to some more wet and wild front porch fun!!

Sunday, May 26, 2013

Creative Liberties

Staley and I were playing together in her playroom while Zach made lunch in the kitchen.  (For those of you who haven't been to our house, the playroom is just one room away from the kitchen, easily within ear shot.)

Staley:  "Let's get out my princesses."
Me:  "Why don't you go ask Daddy if lunch is almost ready first so we know if we have time to get out more toys."
Staley: (running into the kitchen)  "Daddy, is lunch almost ready?"
Zach:  "Just about."
Staley: (running back to the playroom) "He said we can play for a little bit."
Me:  "Is that what he said?  Why don't you go ask him if we have time to play more."
Staley:  (running back into the kitchen) "Daddy, do we have time to play more?"
Zach:  "Nope.  Lunch is almost ready.  It's time to wash your hands."
Staley: (running back into the play room) "Daddy said we should wash all my princesses hands."

I don't know if you call it reading between the lines or hearing what you want to hear or just taking some creative liberties with the script.  Whatever you want to call it, it made me laugh.

Saturday, May 25, 2013

Two Months

It's true.  Adelie is now an official 2 month old.  She weighs over 11 lbs, filling out her 0-3 month clothes and size 1 diapers nicely.  She is starting to get onto a schedule during the day, eating 7-8 times and taking 3 naps (2 long, 1 short).  She usually sleeps 6-8 hours at night.  Adelie is my smiley, happy, mellow baby.  There's nothing that fills my heart more than seeing her huge, gummy smile.

My happy 2 month old

Likes:  Adelie still enjoys eating.  She loves music, dancing, going on walks, car rides, bath time, diaper changes, being outside, and her big sister.  Her favorite toys are her play mats and her red/white/black ladybug rattle.  Music time with Daddy always makes her content, and her current favorite music is Reverend Payton's Big Damn Band and the Slash/Miles Kennedy live acoustic set. 

Enjoying a little tummy time on her play mat

Dislikes:  Adelie dislikes being hungry, being tired, and being cold.  Otherwise, she's one happy little baby.

Skills:  Adelie is increasing her skills on a daily basis.  Her head control is improving, both when upright and on her tummy.  She is quite proficient at kicking and hitting dangling toys.  Her legs never stop moving, which is how I remember her in utero.  She will move herself forward on her tummy just by kicking with her legs.  She is starting to inadvertently grab things like blankets, shirts, and hair.  Adelie is a good (and fast) eater, and still can take a bottle like a champ.  Talking is a new skill, and she makes a variety of coos and squeaks.  And if looking cute and making me smile can be considered a skill, she's got that mastered.

Adelie at 2 months

Lunchtime or Naptime?

I guess sometimes it can be both.

Friday, May 24, 2013

Turning the Corner

Today was day 8 of potty training...and our second day in a row without an accident!!  (Still waking up wet from naps and bedtime, but I don't count that.)  Yesterday we ventured to the library (with a pull-up over her underwear, just in case) and today we went to Uma and Papa's house for dinner.  Staley successfully used bathrooms in both those places.  She is generally letting us know when she has to go and also goes pretty consistently when we have her try.  I am also getting better about reading her cues and knowing her schedule, so I think that helps too.  I won't say Staley is potty trained, as it's only been 2 accident-free days, we still never venture far from a potty, and I'm not confident enough to plan any big outings.  So potty training is by no means complete, but I do think we've turned a corner and are heading in the right direction.  And if this direction includes puddle-less floors and diaper-less days, then full speed ahead!!

Thursday, May 23, 2013

Welcome DCFS

Staley loves to sing.  She spends a good portion of her day in song.  She sings lots of different songs--princess songs, Sunday School songs, nursery rhyme songs, songs from various videos, and music class songs.  Lately she has been adding some original Staley works, making up her own songs and words.  My current favorite is the 'peeing on the potty' song, which is basically the title of the song sung over and over and over again.  The other evening, Staley said, "I am going to sing the song that I was singing at Miss Megan's house about Mommy hitting me."  Then she proceeded to cheerfully sing an original song about Mommy hitting her 10 times.  Yikes!!  (This might even be worse than when she told Zach that the mailman kisses Mommy.)  It's bad enough that she was singing this song around the house.  How unfortunate that she was belting it out at her baby-sitters house too.  So if DCFS comes knocking on the door, at least I'll know why.

Wednesday, May 22, 2013


On Monday night, Zach stayed home with the girls while I went out to dinner and the theater with my mom and sisters-in-law.  Zach's parents came over for the evening.  As Zach was saying his final good-night to Staley, they had this conversation.

Staley:  "Are you going to sleep on the couch?"
Zach:  "No.  I'm going to sleep in my bed."
Staley: "Is Uma going to sleep on the couch?"
Zach:  "No.  Uma is going to go back to her house."
Staley:  "Is Papa going to sleep on the couch?"
Zach:  "No.  He'll go home with Uma."
Staley:  "Well somebody needs to sleep on the couch."

I'm not sure why it was necessary to Staley that someone sleep on the couch, but when I came home both cats were curled up there.  So I guess her wish was granted.

Bathing Cutie

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Potty Training

It's day 5 and it's official...I don't like potty training.  Why?

1.  It's confining.  I feel like going too far from home is setting Staley up for failure.  So we're stuck at home, moving the potty seat from room to room (even outside) so that it's never too far.
2.  It's time consuming.  The time spent sitting on the potty, changing clothes, cleaning up accidents, and celebrating victories really takes up a good portion of our day.
3.  It requires concentration.  I feel like I have to be on alert all the time.  I'm constantly watching the clock, monitoring fluid intake, and assessing Staley's facial expressions and body positions to make sure I don't miss a cue.  Is that an 'I-have-to-pee' face?  Is that a pooping squat?  It's exhausting.
4.  It's frustrating.  One time Staley will tell me she has to go and we can make it to the potty with great success.  I think she's got it.  The next time she can sit for 5 minutes without going, stand up, and we're cleaning up a puddle on the floor one minute later. Frustrating!

All things considered, Staley is doing pretty well.  She is starting to intermittently let us know when she needs to go with enough time to get the potty.  She doesn't resist sitting and trying.  She is so proud of her successes and enjoys wearing her big girl underpants.  She generally has more successes than failures in a day.  And although I don't like the process, the end result will be so nice.  I just hope we get there soon!!

When it comes to potty training, you can never be too careful.

Friday, May 17, 2013

Toddlerhood is Dangerous

I had thought that once Staley had mastered walking and running and stairs that the incidence of injuries around here would decrease.  She's not an uncoordinated child.  She doesn't yet ride a bike, climb trees, or play contact sports.  I feel like I'm safety conscious, insisting on helmets and bed rails and rules that I think will keep Staley safe.  Yet it seems like everyday brings another injury of toddlerhood.

Yesterday, Staley wanted to sit in a 'big chair' at the table when eating her lunch instead of in her booster.  I told her that was fine, so she climbed on up.  She was sitting patiently at the table while I went into the kitchen to get her lunch.  All of a sudden, I heard a large thud and some crying.  I ran into the dining room to find Staley on the floor next to her chair.  According to Staley, she fell off her chair and hit her head on the leg of the table.  It must have hurt because she still was talking about hurting her head when she was getting ready for bed last night.

This morning Staley and I were playing out in the driveway while Adelie took her morning nap.  We were playing soccer with one of her balls.  Staley enjoyed running and kicking the ball at the same time, but kept stepping on the ball when trying to kick and falling.  It looked like she might twist an ankle, but she would pop back up each time and say, "I tackled."  I guess tackling does look like falling over, although it seems that Staley was the one getting tackled rather than doing the tackling.

To add to the bump on her head from the chair incident and the bruises and scrapes from falling in the driveway, Staley added another injury right before nap today.  We were sitting on her bed reading naptime stories.  I was reading 'Ballerina Princess'.  Staley stood up on her bed to show me how the princesses were dancing.  Just as I was telling Staley that we don't stand on the bed, she twirled around and fell off the bed head first.  Luckily, she landed head first into her box of stuffed animals that sits at the end of her bed.  It still scared her...and me.

I am probably overly cautious when it comes to my girls.  I have been teased about putting them in bubble wrap before letting them do anything.  And based on the incidents the past few days, it doesn't sound like such a bad idea.

Thursday, May 16, 2013

Private Conversations

With a breastfeeding mother and a curious toddler in the house, I was prepared for questions.  We discussed how babies can only drink 'mommy milk' and that mommy milk comes from 'boo boos.'  Staley watches Adelie eat and seems to understand the process.  However, from this watching, some new conversations have emerged.

The other day, Staley was watching Adelie eat and asked if she could touch my boo boos.  I told her that boo boos are private parts and we don't touch other people's boo boos.  Then we discussed what our other private parts are and how we don't touch other people's private parts or let other people touch our private parts.  Staley took an extreme interest in this conversation.  Now, before she touches any part of me, she asks whether or not it's a private part.  "Is your hair a private part?"  "Is your knee a private part?"  "Is your foot a private part?"

With her growing interest in this topic of conversation, today Staley asked me if she has boo boos.  I explained that she will have boo boos when she is a mommy.  (Because if she takes after her mother, that's about the only time she'll have them.)  She corrected me and said, "When I grow up, I will be a daddy."  I explained that girls are mommys and boys are daddys.  I asked her if she is a boy or a girl.  She responded with, "A girl.  But when I grow up, I will be a boy."

There are things I expect to tell Staley 'no' about in a given day.  'No, you can't watch another show.'  'No, you can't have another package of fruit snacks.'  'No, you can't Zoodle right now.'  I don't expect to say, 'No, my knee is not a private part' or 'No, you can't be a boy when you grow up.'  Life with a toddler remains full of surprises...every single day.

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Looking Forward

I am a second child.  Zach was a second child.  We turned out just fine.  But I am finding more and more that raising our second child is so different from raising our first.  Adelie gets less individual attention.  She spends more time lying on her playmat or on a blanket in the yard or sitting in her bouncy seat.  She is carried more in the baby carrier than in my arms.  I have taken less pictures of her.  She doesn't even have a baby book yet.  She sleeps more in her crib or pack and play than on my chest.  But what I feel the most guilty about, what makes me the saddest is that I find myself continually looking forward.

When Staley was a baby, everything was new.  Each little stage, each little moment, was a first for all of us.  It was exciting and exhilirating to experience each moment, not knowing what would come next.  And don't get me wrong.  I love our Adelie moments.  She is cute and smiley and easy-going, and I enjoy her baby-ness.  But at the same time, I know what we have to look forward to...and I find myself anticipating these changes.  I look forward to improved head and trunk control so she can face forward in the baby carrier.  I look forward to her getting a little bigger and older so she can go for runs in the running stroller.  I look forward to a more definite schedule of eating and naps and bedtime.  I look forward to her sitting and playing with toys so that Staley can interact with her more.  I look forward to walking and talking so I can see what her personality will be like.  I look forward to her enjoying all our little outings.  I look forward to the time when she and Staley can be playmates and friends.

Staley has been fun at each and every stage she's gone through, and it just keeps getting better and better.  I love my baby Adelie, but I can't help anticipating what is to come.  And that makes me feel guilty.  Because I know I should just cherish the now.  I want to remember these current moments.  I want to enjoy the baby-ness, the cuddling, the falling asleep on my shoulder that will be gone all too quickly.  I know how fast time goes, and I know that I'll blink and Adelie will be my 2 year old, my 4 year old, my 16 year old.  And then, instead of looking forward, I'll look back and wish I could go back for a few more quiet moments of holding my sleeping baby, seeing her smile sweetly with her tiny finger wrapped gently around mine.  And when that time comes, going back won't be an option.  And so my new goal is to cherish the moments now and record them forever in my that when my baby is going off to college, I can still remember these special baby days.

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Happy Birthday to Me

Both my daughters slept in until 7:40 this morning.  Happy birthday to me!
My house is clean, my laundry is done, my dishwasher is empty.  Happy birthday to me!
The sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, it's a perfect spring day.  Happy birthday to me!
My mother-in-law took off the morning to enjoy time at the zoo with us.  Happy birthday to me!
My mom is coming over to make us dinner and watch the girls so Zach and I can go out for dessert.  Happy birthday to me!
I have gotten texts and phone calls and e-mails and cards that make me feel special.  Happy birthday to me!
My husband met us for lunch and there is a big present sitting in our living room.  Happy birthday to me!
Both my daughters are napping soundly (at the same time!!) and I am enjoying some quiet time on the couch.  Happy birthday to me!!

I have a thoughtful, helpful, loving husband.  I have 2 wonderful, healthy, happy daughters.  I am surrounded by friends and family who consistently find ways to express their love.  I am healthy.  I am happy.  I am so very blessed in this life.  And did I mention that both my daughters are napping soundly--at the same time???  Happy, happy birthday to me!!

Monday, May 13, 2013


The Mother's Day sermon at church yesterday was given by a mother of 3 young children.  She started her sermon with a letter she had written to her children.  This letter started out, "I don't care if you are happy."  She went on to explain that although she loves to see her children happy, her goal as a mother is to raise her children with good moral character and Christian values.  And if she has to make a decision that will make her children unhappy but ultimately leads to strengh of character and instilling Christian values, then her choice will not be her children's immediate happiness.   

That is what makes motherhood hard.  I could go through each day, doing only what will make my children happy in the moment.  We could watch hours of Dora, eat nothing but fruit snacks, buy any toy that caught their eye, and indulge in a world of selfishness and immediate gratification.  We'd have less tears, less resistance, less unhappiness.  But that's not my job.  My job is to teach my children how to look outside themselves.  To be thoughtful and kind.  To be gracious and thankful for the blessings they have been given.  To develop patience.  I need to instill the values of hard work and perserverance.  They need to learn the importance of education, of family, of faith.  And teaching them these lessons is my job, whether or not it makes them happy in the moment.  As the mother stated in her letter, this is not the time to be friends with our children.  But if we do our job now, when our children have grown into the people we are hopefully teaching them to be, then friendship can follow.

I am lucky because I have grown into a woman who considers my mother one of my closest friends.  I am so thankful that my mother put in the hard work of motherhood when I was a child.  Although my childhood was very happy, my mom did not shirk her parenting responsibilities to ensure my happiness.  She was firm.  Consistent.  Unwavering in her love and support, but also in her rules and expectations.  There were times that this did not make me happy.  But now I know that she did it for me.  She faced my tears, my outbursts, my sulking , my anger because she knew the kind of person she wanted me to be.  It would have been easier for her to give in, but she didn't.  She took on the hard work of motherhood, and in the process taught me the lessons that have shaped me into the woman, and mother, that I am.  And what a great gift that is.

Thank you, Mom, for not caring if I was happy in each moment.  Thank you for caring more about the person I would become.  Thank you for setting a wonderful example for me of what a mother should be.  Thank you for now being not only my mother and my role model, but also my friend. 

Happy Mother's Day!

Friday, May 10, 2013

She Says...

This morning, Staley and I were playing 'train' in her room.  This is one of her favorite games, where she sits in an empty laundry basket and then I have each of her stuffed animals ask if they can join her.  They always can, so the 'train' becomes filled with Staley and all her animals.  Staley has 2 stuffed lions, one big and one small.  When they asked to board the train, Staley said, "That's the daddy lion and the baby lion."  I asked, "Where's the mommy lion?"  Staley answered, "In Africa."

Last night, Staley was 'writing' on a piece of paper with her crayon while I was getting dinner ready in the kitchen.  All of a sudden, I heard Staley say, "M, O, M, E."  I asked, "Staley, what did you just spell?"  She replied, "You."

Zach is taking our nephew, Cade, for an overnight trip to Chicago tonight.  Last night as he was saying good-night to Staley, he told her, "I won't see you tomorrow because I'm going to be in Chicago with Cade."  Staley responded with, "Are you going to the aquarium with Uncle Ethan?"  Since going to the aquarium and visiting Uncle Ethan are two highlights of our visits to Chicago, it only makes sense that a trip to Chicago would need to include both.

Yesterday we stopped to visit my mom at the school where she works.  When we got out of the van, Staley could hear the band practicing inside the school building.  She said, "Hurry.  The parade is starting." 

Staley got to spend the morning at her baby-sitters with her friends yesterday morning while I ran errands.  While there, she completed a Mother's Day project for me where Miss Megan asked her questions about me and Staley answered.  Here is a sampling of her answers:
1.  I like to go with my Mommy to..."the museum."
2.  My favorite thing Mommy makes me is..."chicken nuggets."
3.  I love Mommy because..."she goes outside and plays in the rain."
and my favorite...
4.  My Mommy is the best at..."laundry."
I may not be the best at playing or reading books or kissing away hurts or giving hugs, but apparently no one can compete with me when it comes to laundry.  So at least I've got that going for me.

I may be the best at laundry, but Staley is the best at making me smile with all the amusing things she says and does.

Thursday, May 9, 2013

Take Me Out to the Ballgame

Staley has always been a sports enthusiast.  From before she was one, she has enjoyed watching other people play sports.  She stays glued to the excitement of watching her older cousins play soccer, football, t-ball, and basketball.  She loved going to track meets last spring.  She watches the Bears on TV (although that could be more related to the fact that the TV is on and, therefore, must be watched.)  And this spring, she discovered a new interest.  College boys.  More specifically, college boys playing baseball.

A few weeks ago, we were enjoying one of the rare spring days in April by playing outside on the porch.  We heard some music and an announcer, so of course, Staley was curious.  Judging from the direction the sounds were coming from, I deduced that it was probably a college baseball game.  Staley was intrigued, so I strapped on Adelie, put Staley in her stroller, and off we went.  Staley sat in her stroller, entranced by the game.  She asked questions, and kept talking about the pitcher throwing, the catcher catching, and the batter 'hitting the ball up under the clouds.'  There was a large, black dog sitting nearby with some college girls and seeing Staley glance over, they asked if she wanted to pet it.  Surprisingly, Staley told them, "No thanks.  I'm watching the baseball game."  Staley watched and watched until her hungry little sister made it necessary for us to leave.

We made it for part of another game a week or two later, with Staley demonstrating as much interest as she did the first time.  About a week or two ago, we were again playing outside when we heard the music coming from the ballfield.  Staley immediately asked to go watch the baseball game, so we headed over.  Unfortunately, it was not a baseball game but instead a baseball practice.  Staley didn't care, so we pulled up in our usual spot under the tree to watch them practice.  (As much as Staley didn't care and was excited to watch them practice, I felt uncomfortable as I'm sure the players were wondering what the cougar with the 2 kids was doing scoping out their baseball practice.)  Nevertheless, it was all worth it as the highlight for Staley came when one of the baseball players came up the hill to talk with Staley and give her an official baseball.  She didn't let go of her baseball for the rest of the day. 

Unfortunately for us, the cold, wet spring kept us from seeing many games and the high school and college seasons are now over.  On the plus side, Staley's cousins will start their summer sports very soon.  And even if we just go to watch them practice, Staley will be thrilled...and I won't feel awkward about it at all.

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Oh, How Life Changes

Zach was instant messaging with a friend of his at work.  Zach asked his friend (married, no kids) about his week-end.

Friend:  "It was great. Went out Saturday night with a bunch of guys I play basketball with.  Went to downtown Peoria and stayed out way too late.  It was a blast, but Sunday morning was ROUGH.  How was your week-end?"

Zach:  "It was great.  Took Staley swimming and out to eat.  Played mermaids.  Had lots of fun.  And felt fine Sunday morning.  :)"

Having kids requires making some trades.  Trading in the economy car for a mini-van.  Trading in late night movies on the couch for 9:30 bedtime.  Trading in exotic vacations for children's museums and zoos.  Trading in lazy week-end mornings for 7 a.m. wake-up calls.  And trading in week-end nights on the town for swimming and playing mermaids.  When you have kids, you have to make some trades.  And we definitely came out on top!

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Things I Love: Spring Edition

1.  Sunshine!
2.  Going on walks.

...while rocking the Dora shades.

3.  Outside fun at the zoo, the Farm Park, the playground, the backyard.

Turtle time at the zoo
My little cowgirl at the Farm Park
4.  Picnics on the porch.
5.  Squinty baby face when the wind blows or the sun gets in her eyes.

6.  Capris, t-shirts, and flip-flops.
7.  Fresh air that wears my daughters out, increasing the likelihood for good naps.
8.  Play time on a blanket in the yard.

9.  Baseball games, track meets, and other outdoor sporty endeavors to watch.
10.  Did I mention sunshine?  And warmth?

I love spring.  It makes me happy.  I'm so glad it's finally here!!!

Monday, May 6, 2013

Social Graces

Staley is my social little girl.  She loves to play with others.  She willingly takes turns, shares her toys, and follows along in play activities that others want to do.  She has no qualms about asking others to join in her play, even children she doesn't know.  She has recently shown me some social skills that make me smile.

The other day I took Staley to the park to play.  There was a grade school aged girl who was playing alone.  Staley went up to her and asked, "What's your name?"  The little girl answered.  Staley followed up with, "How old are you?"  The little girl told Staley that she was 6.  Then Staley told her, "I really like your twirly dress.  Do you want to swing on the green swing?"  For 2 years old, I thought that Staley's ability to lead a conversation, fit in a compliment, and invite a child (4 years older than her) to play was pretty impressive.

During that same park trip, a young mother had brought her son to the park to play.  The mother had a long braid down her back.  Staley went up to her and asked, "Are you Rapunzel?"  The mother seemed taken back, but hopefully she viewed it as a compliment. 

I just love to watch Staley interact with other kids.  When playing with her Walles cousins recently, she informed us that Elliott and Liam were her princes and she invited them to go the ball.  (Elliott wasn't interested in going to the ball since it didn't have anything to do with Star Wars, but Liam was pretty agreeable.)  When her cousin Olivia turned 6, Staley got to go to her birthday party that was primarily attended by Olivia's same-age peers.  During present opening, instead of sitting with Zach, Staley chose to sit on the floor in the middle of the group of older kids to watch Olivia open her gifts.  Hugs and kisses are freely given to cousins and friends.  Staley loves to color and paint pictures to give to others.  And her caring and generous nature extends to her little sister as well.  Staley reads to her, holds her hand, plays with her on her playmat, shares toys, helps pick out her clothes, soothes her when she's fussy, and gives her plenty of tickles and pats.  

My heart fills when I watch my daughter grow socially into someone who is a good friend--sharing, caring, loving, and kind.  I'm so proud of the person that Staley is becoming.

Staley 'reading' to Adelie

My social little girl


Thursday, May 2, 2013

Adelie's Pictures

We had Adelie's newborn pictures and our first official family pictures taken on Adelie's one week birthday.  I learned a few things during that photo shoot at our home.

Looking at the final products, I learned that having my picture taken a week after giving birth is not my best look.  And having the photographer crop out the bottom half of my body only solves half the problem.

I learned that getting up and down off the floor a week after a c-section is easier said than done.

I learned that there is no way to convince a 2-year old to have cutesy sister pictures taken with her newborn sister if she's not in the mood.

I learned that, regardless of the cirumstances, newborn baby pictures are precious...and priceless. 



Wednesday, May 1, 2013