Papa and his girls. Not crazy at all.
Georgie is so cute. I want to eat her all the time.
I picked up Georgie and her friend Fynn for a playdate at the park.
Henry was home from school because he was dealing with his asthma (nonstop coughing). So he came along to the park with us and got put on baby duty while he read Harry Potter. This is his second time through the series.
We don't usually come to the park, but I've decided Georgie is big enough for it now. The slide is seriously high. I brought June here once when she was 3 and almost had a heart attack trying to keep track of her with a 1 year old Georgie. This time, Georgie and Fynn did just fine.
Bea isn't eating solid food, but she did get to suck on some naan at an Indian restaurant in Greenville.
Sweet Bea was almost asleep when I took this picture. Then I realized my lips were the same color as my pale face. Maybe I need to start wearing lipstick. Or at least trying to eat more iron.
Since Bea will never let me put her down, we've had to resort to the hiking backpack. Our friends gave us their old one and it is nice. Especially since my back doesn't tolerate toting a baby on my hip all day.
I don't know why we have a picture of Bea sucking on a bag of breastmilk, But I do know that it almost certainly all got poured down the drain eventually. Because this girl will not take a bottle. At all.
Finally, June has started piano lessons. Here's the product of the first 3 weeks of practicing.
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