Dear baby

Greta, you're on your way to being 3 months old and

I have loved 99.9% of my time with you.

You know, there are those moments when I wonder if I ever should have had a baby at all.

But then everything straightens out and I feel blissfully happy that I have you.

You are a great snuggler and like to just chill out.

You are the sweetest little peanut I've ever met.

You're asleep for the night,

but I'll see you soon.

Lots of love.

I need donuts

Thank you, Uncle Trevor.  You're the bestest.

Wednesday

I'm sure you're wondering why my son is always bottomless.

There is a good reason.

He's had a diaper rash lately so I'm trying to let it air out as much as possible.

He doesn't seem to mind.

Sleep has eluded us this week, so when it comes I am soooo grateful.

Yup.  More of Violette's hair.

The poor thing is taking a lukewarm bath to help with the fever she's had all day

and yet, she still looks fierce.

The kids flocked to Uncle Trevor last night. Jones' first words this morning were,

"Where Uncle Trevor?  I want pancakes."



Sushi with Mallory

Hooray for lunch at Mikuni's!

So delicious and so fun.

Mallory fed Jones rice and won his heart.

Thank you, Mallory, for a delightful lunch. We've missed you big time.

Family time

Jones needed some PJs and Violette came to the rescue.

Saturday

 

 

Since we left Wisconsin

Our layover in Las Vegas.

Brad makes some 'Bradstone' ice cream.  Sour Patch Kids and vanilla...gross.



Summertime

Jones is a wild little boy, but he is my favorite.