When we realized that there was a photo of Greg and Arianna from July 2, 2010 that looked exactly like what a photo of Greg and Isla would look like, we decided to go to the zoo and grab another photo.
Whoa. Speaking of ‘lil Becky – that face. That hair. Those eyes. That skin. But also so much Greg, too. Anyways.
Isla prefers to have her morning pancakes, bacon, and bananas on the floor with her high chair tray. Because you know. Sitting up at the hour of 09:00 is just too much. So much that when we’ve tried she says “Night Night” (her second favorite phrase of current, first being “Uh oh” as she drops food to the dogs).keep reading
Sunday (aside from being Mother’s Day) included church, as our Sundays do. As usual, I found myself with tears streaming down my face following worship, not wanting it to end, needing it not to end. The message was an explanation of the kinds of baptism.keep reading
It can’t get any more real than this, can it? My babies are 9 months old. (Hint, it can. And it does. Just wait for tomorrow…)
While this picture it’s pinterestperfect, it’s pretty darn spectacular. Ava and Isla are both sitting up, crawling, babbling (primarily in their twin code), and eating anything they can get their hands on. I can tell all of that just from the photo (see Isla’s red knee?) Just ignore the baby food on the carpet and Ava’s socks. 😉 keep reading