Our little girl is four months old! She laughs all the time, loves her sister, and is still sleeping through the night. She's recently discovered her toes, sucks her thumb, and she can take her binky out and put it back in her mouth all by herself. She hates tummy time and has shown no interest in rolling... until Wednesday evening. She managed to give me a mild heart attack by rolling off the ottoman onto the floor... face first. She's fine now, but she taught me that from here on out, she can't be trusted. And for the sake of my heart and the new white hairs on my head, we're done mastering milestones for a while.
Her four month stats put her in the 99% for weight and height at 19 # and 26.5 inches. Even still, I think she's looking quite slim these days.

We've had a couple playdates with college friends and their children and this time I brought my camera! We spent Thursday with Sue and Kalani, MiJean and Gael, Amy and Eli, Beth and Addie, AND Carrie and Kayden. We had so much fun and it was so good to see Carrie again and meet her little one. The highlight of the day (and week) for me was ordering takeout from the Pita Pit. It was my first time and it was so good. So good. I could not stop talking about it or thinking about it. Just ask Sue. It was ridiculous.
Beth and Kalani.

Zoe with her new friends Kayden and Carrie.

What is wrong in this picture?

Lucy found this toy car. You know, the kind that you put Barbie dolls in. I didn't have the heart to tell her that one: she's not a Barbie, and therefore wouldn't fit into the car, and two: she's facing the wrong way to be driving.

Eli loving up Lucy. Even though there is a 363 day difference between the two of them, they play really well together.

Me and my little girl. Sue snapped these pictures for me. Zoe looks a bit like a deer caught in the headlights. Poor girl was blinded by the bazillion flashes my camera needs to take one picture.


Our long lost friends Lacy and Ethan visited us this week. We haven't seen them in months. It was pretty apparent the kids missed each other. And even though there is no photographic proof, I also showered Lacy in hugs and kisses. It was good to see them again.

The moms spent the afternoon doing what we do best, eating and drinking coffee, and the kids spent the afternoon doing what they do best, running from room to room, getting into everything they should stay out of. In all the chaos they did manage to give me a couple photo ops.

Ethan, as usual, had a lot of love to give. This is the first time that Lucy did not spurn his attempts at cuddling. Her MO is normally to push him away. I suppose absence does make the heart grow fonder, or at the very least allows you not to get violent when that particular someone tries to smother you in hugs and kisses.

This was Lucy just minutes after the visit ended. All that running wore her out. I was grateful that she did take a nap, albeit a twenty minute one.

It is a good thing that the love between siblings in reciprocated in this house. Otherwise, we'd have very sad children. Zoe loves Lucy. She loves talking to her and listening to her and watching her. Lucy on the other hand LOVES her sister. Any time she can, anywhere they both happen to be Lucy will hug and kiss on Zoe. It's gotten to the point that you can't leave them alone in a room together because you'll walk in to find Lucy laying over Zoe, loving her with all her might. I liken her hugs and kisses for Zoe to sugar for a diabetic: incredibly sweet, yet potentially deadly, and at the very least could knock you unconscious.

And lastly, Dad and his little one before bed. It's amazing how much smaller she looks next to her father. I have a feeling that Zoe will be the taller of my two kids, and Lucy will be a shrimp like me. You never know though...