Bathtime.2

I don't know how it works, but somehow kids are cuter in the bath.

Mail Surprise

Lillian reenacted getting the package from the front porch and opening it at least 4 times. I'd want to pretend that I got package after package as well, especially when they have....

tu-tus from Aunt Anne in them! Please, ignore Lillian's crazy post-nap hair.

I predicted that Nora was just going to eat hers. I was only slightly off.

Notice Lillian's hands: I won't give her any M&M's so she has to eat pretend ones. Isn't that the saddest thing you've ever seen?

Followed by the cutest.

My Princesses

Lillian got some princess dress-ups for her birthday. And, what's fun about having a little sister if you can't torture her?


And, what's fun about having long hair if you can't sneak off and cut it yourself? I usually let Lillian cut up my magazines when I'm done with them. Mom says that it helps build the muscles in their little arms that they need for writing. She was happily cutting away on the living room floor when I got busy doing whatever and I hear her perky little voice calling from the other room, "Mom! Mom! Mom! Come see!" From how excited she was, I gather she didn't know how naughty it was.


I don't know if you've ever met a 3-year old, but holding still is not a top priority. So, Lillian's hair is a little bit rock star.

Lillian, close your mouth.

And, just to make things even, here's an update on Nora's chunkiness.


This one is for Anne and everyone else who's jealous of my baby's eyelashes.


To get an idea of how large this child is, this is the same shirt Lillian wore in our family pictures when she was 18 months old. Nora is 7 months.

Ions

Krissie asked me if ions from the sun were refracting off Nora, or something. I wish. I had been calling her Nora Sue, but that might prove confusing later. Not that Noraborealis will be any more clear.



While there's no ions from the sun around here, I don't think, there are a lot of ions to spare.

I shock myself at least 500 times a day.