Yesterday I snapped two photos of the older girls that captured them perfectly:
Avelyn: nose-wrinkled smirk, happy, eyes full of wonder and fun.
And….Karenna:
Caged beast, bared teeth, bruiser.
Send help.
I would just like to know when this little girl grew up.
Since Karenna still looks like I clubbed her in the eye sockets with a baseball bat, let’s focus on a positive-looking member of our family for a change!
I got the rest of the images that the talented Heidi McKelv
Her baby is up to feed four times a night and sleeps in her bed and she thinks that’s AWESOME and normal. My baby does the same and I am frustrated and desperate.
This is the face of a kid with a story to tell:
We got her some bangs cut as a weak attempt at shielding her war wounds:
Just another Saturday.
My mom and dad have been here visiting from the prairies and their presence has been well-timed for the inevitable disasters that befall us when they’re near.