I love Thanksgiving.
That’s how much longer my mom is here for. She and my dad arrived from the prairies the day after Jolie was born and they have been taking most excellent care of us.
Jolie has been doing a lot of this:
The breast pump has been put to excellent use:
And I am feeling like maybe, just maybe, this two-kid deal is going to work out just fine:
Avelyn met Jolie for the first time when we brought her home from the hospital, all bundled in her car seat, surrounded by blankets. She looked her over and we told her, “This is your baby sister, Jolie.
This morning I exchanged a few emails with my dad about our baby naming adventures.
The strep throat seeped into Steve’s body this morning and he’s been laying in bed all day, moaning and writhing and asking me to dip a wash cloth in cool water for him to drape across his forehead.