We left Houston almost two weeks ago, I can't believe it. We spent an entire week up at the cabin in Island Park. We're home in C-ville for this week, then on Sunday we'll go back to the cabin for a few days, and then spend a few days with all of Ryan's family in Pleasant Grove.
Utah has been really nice! The one surprising thing for me is that Willa has been homesick. She couldn't wait to come to Grandma's house, but once she got here she started missing her house, her dad, and of course Bridgett. She's got a cautious little personality and lots of change makes her a little nervous. She asks a few times a day if she can go on the airplane home, it's a little sad.
The cabin was an especially fearful place at first. In reality, it is a child's paradise, but it was just so new and different that she was scared. It took the arrival of some cousins and a few days of being there before she felt really comfortable.
By the end of the trip she could tolerate the boat (the fear was mostly just in her head, when she wasn't paying attention she was actually having a fun time on it) and she actually liked the four-wheelers. At first, she wanted nothing to do with them, but when Beckham and Brody got there who each have their own four-wheelers (they are 8 and 3 years old), she started to get a little more interested. She loved playing in the dirt, water, and rocks, running on the grass, and jumping on the tramp. She never would try the wave-runners, so we will save those for our next trip.
The funniest moment of all was when Curtis, my dad, Beckham, and Brody were getting ready to get in their four-seater OHV to drive to the fish pond. I had just gotten home from running and she frantically grabbed my hand and was pulling me towards them. I told her I wanted to have breakfast and she said no, so I hurried to grab a drink of water and the whole time she is freaking out and pulling me towards them. She thought that they were going to leave her behind and she really wanted to go! It was hilarious to realize what was going on in her little head and it also made me happy that she was finally feeling comfortable and having fun. I was going to post some pictures, but the computer is acting funny. Rest assured, we all look the same.
Tuesday, July 30, 2013
Monday, July 15, 2013
What a weekend
I'm still recovering from our stressful, sick child weekend. Willa had a UTI. It was horrible. And if you don't want to read too many details, I suggest you stop here. I noticed symptoms several days earlier, but they could all be explained away by a persistent diaper rash that she has had. Both last Sunday and Thursday she has had a screaming fit while going to the bathroom and several times when I change her diaper the urine smell is just so strong and a little off. However, both of these things could occur with a yeasty diaper rash, which is really common in this humid climate. Since I often rush to the doctor when nothing is really the matter, I decided to wait a few days - if it was just the rash it would clear up, if it was a UTI she would get sicker. Well, sicker she did get.
Saturday morning she woke up with a raging fever. I mean RAGING. I got home from running and she was sitting on the couch with Ryan. She was so hot and shaky and could hardly form her words. She did manage to say, "Mommy, I no feel no good. Mommy I feel bad." It was pretty sad. I gave her a big dose of ibuprofen and called the nurse.
She wanted us to come right in and made an appointment within an hour. Here's the tricky part. Willa is not potty trained yet. She has gotten to the point where she is excellent at holding, but can't quite relax the right muscles to go on command when she's not wearing a diaper. They had to tape a little bag to her to try to catch the urine. Of course she screamed through it all. Then, she wouldn't go. I don't know if it was the feel of the bag or that she had just gotten so sick that it hurt too bad, but she would not urinate. We waited at the doctor's office for over an hour and finally they decided to use a catheter.
Oy, so the catheter was very sad but very quick. That nurse was good! They got the sample but they told me that they didn't empty her bladder completely and that it was still full. I thought she'd be able to go once her diaper was back on and the bag was gone, but no. Anyway, basically 7-8 hours later and still a bone-dry diaper, we called the nurse who thought we should probably take her to the ER. The nurse checked with the doctor and the doctor said we could wait a few more hours.
Willa was so hot, crying, and just miserable. We didn't know if it was the fever, the infection, or the need to go to the bathroom that was bothering her. Some more ibuprofen finally got the fever down and we tried to get lots of water in her with little games. We dyed the water colors, put it in her little tea cups, and fed it to her with a spoon. We just had to push the liquid because otherwise she wouldn't take anything. Finally, with enough distraction and ibuprofen, Ryan talked her into going swimming (we really wanted her to do something fun that would relax her and get her mind off it). She sat at the edge of the pool for about 30 minutes and then suddenly ran full-tilt into the water and played hard for quite a while. We think the water was distracting enough that she was able to relax and finally empty her bladder. Sorry other swimmers and thank you chlorine! She went to sleep that night and I checked her several times. In the morning she had a nice wet diaper again, so I felt like we were out of the danger zone.
Yesterday she was still pretty hot and cranky, but today it is less and she is doing much better. I hope I never have to go through that again, but with two girls I'm pretty sure it's inevitable. Next time, as soon as I see even one slight symptom I am going to take her in. If we would have treated it at the beginning of the week, we wouldn't have had all the drama with her not being able to go potty or the fever. We could have just started antibiotics and been done: wham, bam thank you m'am. It was harrowing for me and I feel like I'm still coming off the stress of it all.
We're leaving for Utah in two days and I'm sooo glad this didn't all go down when we are flying out.
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Saturday morning she woke up with a raging fever. I mean RAGING. I got home from running and she was sitting on the couch with Ryan. She was so hot and shaky and could hardly form her words. She did manage to say, "Mommy, I no feel no good. Mommy I feel bad." It was pretty sad. I gave her a big dose of ibuprofen and called the nurse.
She wanted us to come right in and made an appointment within an hour. Here's the tricky part. Willa is not potty trained yet. She has gotten to the point where she is excellent at holding, but can't quite relax the right muscles to go on command when she's not wearing a diaper. They had to tape a little bag to her to try to catch the urine. Of course she screamed through it all. Then, she wouldn't go. I don't know if it was the feel of the bag or that she had just gotten so sick that it hurt too bad, but she would not urinate. We waited at the doctor's office for over an hour and finally they decided to use a catheter.
Oy, so the catheter was very sad but very quick. That nurse was good! They got the sample but they told me that they didn't empty her bladder completely and that it was still full. I thought she'd be able to go once her diaper was back on and the bag was gone, but no. Anyway, basically 7-8 hours later and still a bone-dry diaper, we called the nurse who thought we should probably take her to the ER. The nurse checked with the doctor and the doctor said we could wait a few more hours.
Willa was so hot, crying, and just miserable. We didn't know if it was the fever, the infection, or the need to go to the bathroom that was bothering her. Some more ibuprofen finally got the fever down and we tried to get lots of water in her with little games. We dyed the water colors, put it in her little tea cups, and fed it to her with a spoon. We just had to push the liquid because otherwise she wouldn't take anything. Finally, with enough distraction and ibuprofen, Ryan talked her into going swimming (we really wanted her to do something fun that would relax her and get her mind off it). She sat at the edge of the pool for about 30 minutes and then suddenly ran full-tilt into the water and played hard for quite a while. We think the water was distracting enough that she was able to relax and finally empty her bladder. Sorry other swimmers and thank you chlorine! She went to sleep that night and I checked her several times. In the morning she had a nice wet diaper again, so I felt like we were out of the danger zone.
Yesterday she was still pretty hot and cranky, but today it is less and she is doing much better. I hope I never have to go through that again, but with two girls I'm pretty sure it's inevitable. Next time, as soon as I see even one slight symptom I am going to take her in. If we would have treated it at the beginning of the week, we wouldn't have had all the drama with her not being able to go potty or the fever. We could have just started antibiotics and been done: wham, bam thank you m'am. It was harrowing for me and I feel like I'm still coming off the stress of it all.
We're leaving for Utah in two days and I'm sooo glad this didn't all go down when we are flying out.
I'm not going to subject anyone to pictures of a sick child, but here are some fun days pre-sickness. Playing at Jayden's house:
Eating the special treat of an ice cream cone:
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And of course, the cutest baby in the world!
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Thursday, July 11, 2013
Children's Museum
I've talked about our awesome children's museum before, but I'll do it again because it is just so much fun. It's supposedly the best children's museum in the country (but I'm not quite sure how they collect data on that, so I'll allow for some dissent from readers). We let our pass expire in December unfortunately, but we were able to fit a trip in while my mom was here. She agreed, it was the best children's museum she's seen. She must be an expert because she did have seven children.
First at the museum, the kids get a debit card and money. They have to put the money in the ATM and add it to their debit account.
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She helped out at the restaurant and served me food. It was a little confusing for her since she hasn't hardly been out to eat in her life. I was at a ritzy friend's house for a group playdate. One of the other moms was complaining how her toddler "does this new thing where she won't eat her food until the waiter comes to clear the table, and then she doesn't want him to take her plate." I had to bite my tongue and I was secretly laughing inside. I can count on one hand the times when Willa has been out to eat with us. We just don't really have the budget to go out much, so if we do it's usually for a date while the children are at home. I can't imagine going out enough so that your child has a new "thing" she does when the waiter comes.
She spent her money at the grocery store. All the items can be scanned at the cash register and then you pay using your debit card.
Finally, she painted, drove a big truck, and then put gas in a small truck in the toddler area.
Houston may have a lot of things I dislike, but this Children's Museum isn't one of them. It's the bees knees, if bees had knees. I'm sad I let my pass expire (we got a zoo pass instead this time). If we end up staying here, I will definitely be renewing. Though, in the summer time this place is crazy crowded. We got there before it opened and stood in a line to get in. We had just enough time to play before it got overrun with kids.
First at the museum, the kids get a debit card and money. They have to put the money in the ATM and add it to their debit account.
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Then they work at various places to earn more money for their account. Willa loved the Veterinary Clinic and put the animals in their kennels.
Finally, she painted, drove a big truck, and then put gas in a small truck in the toddler area.
Sunday, July 7, 2013
June is Four Months
Little June celebrated her four month birthday on Friday. Activities included eating, napping, and enduring a visit to the community pool with the rest of family and the Thalmans, and finally - sleeping 9.5 hours that night!!! She followed it up by sleeping 9 hours last night, too!
That brings me to our biggest four month theme - must to my chagrin and shock, little June is not consistently sleeping through the night yet. I'm hoping the last two nights is a promise of things to come, but I'm not planning on anything. She'll go in spurts, but I'm hoping that now that she is napping better, the night sleep will come. At this age, Willa had already consistently been sleeping through the night for two months. Sheesh!
Sleep training and crying it out is going well. She either doesn't wake up, or only fusses for a few minutes if she wakes up in the morning. However, she still puts up a mighty good fight during the afternoon naptime. The past few days I've just been getting her up in the afternoon after she has been fussing for a while. This makes it so she often gets one long good morning nap, and then three + shorter naps in the afternoon. Yesterday, I probably should have made her cry an afternoon nap out, but sometimes you're just tired of hearing your baby cry. Basically, I'm still figuring out her schedule and what she can do. Maybe it's just going to be her thing that she wakes up halfway through and fusses a little before going back to sleep. We've all been fighting colds this week, so I want to make sure she is healthy again before I make her really scream it out in the afternoon. She can mostly go in her bed awake and put herself to sleep, but I definitely rock her and get her good and drowsy first before I lay her down. I think she could learn to do it without the rocking if only she didn't pull the dang pacifier out of her mouth so much.
June is so smiley! She has a smile for most anyone and anything that looks at her. This is particularly good in public situations where she needs to show everyone how cute she is. Sometimes I can even get her to laugh, which is oh so cute. She is getting very curious about things and loves to watch Willa run around. She especially loves Bridgett because then she gets almost smothered with attention. Bridgett helped me give June a bath the other day. I was turning the bath faucet on and by the time I turned back around, Bridgett had ripped open the snaps on June's sleepers.
June is pretty easy going and loves to suck on all four fingers together. It isn't quite soothing enough to get her to sleep, but it definitely gets drool everywhere and soaks her clothes. She isn't rolling over yet, but I think it will be soon. She is starting to like the Bumbo a little, but just for short periods of time.
I didn't get any great photos, but she is definitely a growing baby! So so cute, I still love to kiss and snuggle her all the time. Willa wanted to be part of the picture - look how brown she is! We apply sunscreen and this is how she is!
That brings me to our biggest four month theme - must to my chagrin and shock, little June is not consistently sleeping through the night yet. I'm hoping the last two nights is a promise of things to come, but I'm not planning on anything. She'll go in spurts, but I'm hoping that now that she is napping better, the night sleep will come. At this age, Willa had already consistently been sleeping through the night for two months. Sheesh!
Sleep training and crying it out is going well. She either doesn't wake up, or only fusses for a few minutes if she wakes up in the morning. However, she still puts up a mighty good fight during the afternoon naptime. The past few days I've just been getting her up in the afternoon after she has been fussing for a while. This makes it so she often gets one long good morning nap, and then three + shorter naps in the afternoon. Yesterday, I probably should have made her cry an afternoon nap out, but sometimes you're just tired of hearing your baby cry. Basically, I'm still figuring out her schedule and what she can do. Maybe it's just going to be her thing that she wakes up halfway through and fusses a little before going back to sleep. We've all been fighting colds this week, so I want to make sure she is healthy again before I make her really scream it out in the afternoon. She can mostly go in her bed awake and put herself to sleep, but I definitely rock her and get her good and drowsy first before I lay her down. I think she could learn to do it without the rocking if only she didn't pull the dang pacifier out of her mouth so much.
June is so smiley! She has a smile for most anyone and anything that looks at her. This is particularly good in public situations where she needs to show everyone how cute she is. Sometimes I can even get her to laugh, which is oh so cute. She is getting very curious about things and loves to watch Willa run around. She especially loves Bridgett because then she gets almost smothered with attention. Bridgett helped me give June a bath the other day. I was turning the bath faucet on and by the time I turned back around, Bridgett had ripped open the snaps on June's sleepers.
June is pretty easy going and loves to suck on all four fingers together. It isn't quite soothing enough to get her to sleep, but it definitely gets drool everywhere and soaks her clothes. She isn't rolling over yet, but I think it will be soon. She is starting to like the Bumbo a little, but just for short periods of time.
I didn't get any great photos, but she is definitely a growing baby! So so cute, I still love to kiss and snuggle her all the time. Willa wanted to be part of the picture - look how brown she is! We apply sunscreen and this is how she is!
Saturday, June 29, 2013
Best Friends in the Summer
A big thing here is Vacation Bible School. All the big churches do it during the summer, it's basically a week of summer camp and usually it is free of charge. Bridgett's older sister Abby was going this past week (every morning from 9-12 pm). Well, Bridgett was sad that she couldn't go and her parents were sad that now they had to single-handedly entertain her for hours without the help of an older sister, and I was sad that Willa couldn't play play play with friends every single minute of every day like she would want to. So, we came up with a plan. Two days of the week, I dropped Willa off at Bridgett's house. They played together for a few hours while I got stuff done. Then, two other days they dropped Bridgett off here and they got stuff done and enjoyed being child free. Oh, and that pesky fifth day? We met at the library for story time. Then, today we went over to their house for water play in the backyard. Wow, we've hung out every day this week... I just realized that.
It's funny, before I had Willa I thought that having kids over to play would be so much more work. In reality, it's so much easier! Your child has a friend to play with so you can actually clean the kitchen without a little shadow hugging your leg and saying, "I wash the dishes, mommy." Though, I have to admit that that is also very cute sometimes.
I was making bread and decided to give each girl a small ball of dough and a little bread pan. You should have seen them slap that dough! It's a good thing that bread dough likes to be handled, I'm sure the gluten really got worked by these two little girls. Bridgett's loaf was actually formed pretty well in the end; Willa's looked like a bunch of clumps piled together. They both looked delicious after rising and baking.
Giving their babies shots and taking their temperatures with a little doctor's kit that I picked up for $1 at a garage sale.
Being blanket monsters for me in the kitchen. Oooo, so scary!
It's fun to see Willa with Bridgett and it reinforces my opinion that children need siblings. Willa would do so many things that she thought were cool (and that Ryan and I would usually praise her for) and Bridgett couldn't have cared less. I have so many memories of wanting to show a sibling something so cool and having them ignore me. You've got to learn that what you're doing usually isn't that great and that you're not the center of attention. Bridgett, however, showed her true colors and I'm not so sure if her big sister is a good influence on her. For example, she pretended to put lipstick on her babies, herself, and on Willa saying, "Lipstick makes me cute!" I told her mom that I wasn't sure if that was a good example for my two year old :). She also told Willa that it wasn't nice to let her dolls be naked, which I also thought was pretty funny. Apparently, there was a three-year-old cousin in California where they just visited who didn't like to wear clothes and they had to have lots of discussions about it.
It's funny, before I had Willa I thought that having kids over to play would be so much more work. In reality, it's so much easier! Your child has a friend to play with so you can actually clean the kitchen without a little shadow hugging your leg and saying, "I wash the dishes, mommy." Though, I have to admit that that is also very cute sometimes.
I was making bread and decided to give each girl a small ball of dough and a little bread pan. You should have seen them slap that dough! It's a good thing that bread dough likes to be handled, I'm sure the gluten really got worked by these two little girls. Bridgett's loaf was actually formed pretty well in the end; Willa's looked like a bunch of clumps piled together. They both looked delicious after rising and baking.
Giving their babies shots and taking their temperatures with a little doctor's kit that I picked up for $1 at a garage sale.
Being blanket monsters for me in the kitchen. Oooo, so scary!
Fits and Fits
Would you believe that this little one has been giving us fits and fits? No? It's true.
She went from sleeping nine hours at night, to waking up three or four times! She has never been a great napper. She goes down easily for naps, but wakes up after her first sleep cycle about 95% of the time. It's like clockwork, actually. I can look at the clock and the video monitor after she has been down about 45 minutes and she will just be waking up. At first I could reinsert her pacifier and she would sometimes go back to sleep. Then, I had to rock her or put her in the swing. Now, she will only go back to sleep if I rock her for 20+ minutes and don't talk or do anything that might disturb her. No one else can talk or do anything either :). Then, no matter how long she has been asleep in my arms, she will wake up within five minutes of me putting her back in her crib. Now, someone might ask - what if she was just done napping after 45 minutes? Well, I just knew that she wasn't. She would wake up really crabby and not her happy self and she wouldn't eat when I tried to nurse her. She was just plain tired but couldn't put herself back to sleep.
She was getting majorly overtired and so was I. I think the habit of getting picked up and comforted after every sleep cycle was creating a bad habit for the rest of her sleep during the night. She was losing the ability to sooth herself throughout the night. Just to make sure, I took her to the doctor two days ago to check her ears and make sure that she wasn't coming down with something. She got a clean bill of health except that we decided to restart her Zantac just in case she was still having a little reflux.
After the doctor's appointment, my path was clear. It was time to let her cry it out :(. The doctor said she was old enough. For me, a sleep-deprived child is a sadder sight than a crying child. She was becoming a textbook example case from my "Healthy Sleep Habits" book. Only sleeping in my arms, very hard to get to sleep (because she was so overtired and agitated), not her usual happy self. Before all this, I could just wrap her up and she would start to fall asleep. Now, she was so wound up, that it took 10-20 minutes or more of rocking to get her down. I knew she had the ability for good sleep since she had been doing it. So, we buckled down and have been doing it the past two nights and yesterday during the day. I think this is definitely the right decision. She is already sleeping better and is SO much happier!
The crying is sad, but it is getting shorter. Last night, she woke up once to eat, and then didn't wake up at all. Yesterday, I made her cry through her naps. It was sad, but she fell back asleep and slept an additional 60-90 minutes. For me, it's better because I can't just sit and rock her for hours on end, even if I wanted to. It's better for Willa because she's not forced to play quietly by herself for hours while I rock June. It's also better because after a good nap, we actually have a few minutes where we might go somewhere before June needs to go down for a nap again. When she was waking up so early, she never was quite awake and happy, and never up long enough to go somewhere like the store or a friend's house. It's just better all around. I really hoped I'd never have to let her cry it out, and I especially didn't want to do it before six months, but she needed it. She needed more sleep and she was getting less and less. I still listen to her at night and get up once or twice to feed her because she is still little. But, when she was waking up so frequently, she wasn't even hungry most of the time. So, if it has only been an hour or two since she last ate, I know she's not hungry and I let her cry. One of my friends made the comment once that she was trying to put all the burden of sleep training on her baby, but SHE was the adult. She needed to take some responsibility and help the baby learn too. I like that. Sometimes crying is hard, but we also are the parents. For me, that means making sure that June gets the good sleep she needs. We're only two days into this, so I'm not quite ready to call it a huge success yet, but so far things are going well.
Fight on! So sad that this onesie was too small by the time I finally put it on June. The half body shot is because it is too small to snap on the bottom.
She was getting majorly overtired and so was I. I think the habit of getting picked up and comforted after every sleep cycle was creating a bad habit for the rest of her sleep during the night. She was losing the ability to sooth herself throughout the night. Just to make sure, I took her to the doctor two days ago to check her ears and make sure that she wasn't coming down with something. She got a clean bill of health except that we decided to restart her Zantac just in case she was still having a little reflux.
After the doctor's appointment, my path was clear. It was time to let her cry it out :(. The doctor said she was old enough. For me, a sleep-deprived child is a sadder sight than a crying child. She was becoming a textbook example case from my "Healthy Sleep Habits" book. Only sleeping in my arms, very hard to get to sleep (because she was so overtired and agitated), not her usual happy self. Before all this, I could just wrap her up and she would start to fall asleep. Now, she was so wound up, that it took 10-20 minutes or more of rocking to get her down. I knew she had the ability for good sleep since she had been doing it. So, we buckled down and have been doing it the past two nights and yesterday during the day. I think this is definitely the right decision. She is already sleeping better and is SO much happier!
The crying is sad, but it is getting shorter. Last night, she woke up once to eat, and then didn't wake up at all. Yesterday, I made her cry through her naps. It was sad, but she fell back asleep and slept an additional 60-90 minutes. For me, it's better because I can't just sit and rock her for hours on end, even if I wanted to. It's better for Willa because she's not forced to play quietly by herself for hours while I rock June. It's also better because after a good nap, we actually have a few minutes where we might go somewhere before June needs to go down for a nap again. When she was waking up so early, she never was quite awake and happy, and never up long enough to go somewhere like the store or a friend's house. It's just better all around. I really hoped I'd never have to let her cry it out, and I especially didn't want to do it before six months, but she needed it. She needed more sleep and she was getting less and less. I still listen to her at night and get up once or twice to feed her because she is still little. But, when she was waking up so frequently, she wasn't even hungry most of the time. So, if it has only been an hour or two since she last ate, I know she's not hungry and I let her cry. One of my friends made the comment once that she was trying to put all the burden of sleep training on her baby, but SHE was the adult. She needed to take some responsibility and help the baby learn too. I like that. Sometimes crying is hard, but we also are the parents. For me, that means making sure that June gets the good sleep she needs. We're only two days into this, so I'm not quite ready to call it a huge success yet, but so far things are going well.
Saturday, June 22, 2013
Fun Times
My mom came out for a week visit and just flew back a few days ago. We miss her already and had so much fun while she was here! I will probably post a few pictures of her trip later when I have downloaded them. For now, here are a few pictures from my camera of what we've been up to.
I've been trying to do more tummy time with June. Of course, I don't want to do it when she's in a good mood because it just seems mean to ruin all her smiles with this tortuous activity. I don't want to do it when she's in a bad mood because then the screams would be intensified and inconsolable afterwards. No time is a good time for tummy time, in my opinion. I also wanted to show a picture of her wet hair. Look how curly it is! It dries straight, but I'm pretty sure that the wet curl means real curls are here to stay in the future.
She's still a long drink of water in my book, but she is chunking up a little more.
Ryan takes Willa's games and play to the next level. Witness the very tall tower he helps her build - so tall that she has to get on the stepladder to keep adding blocks. It is very exciting for her.
I got this train out of the cupboard. My mom asked our neighbor to make one for each of her married kids. We got it before we had even had kids so it's been packed away. It is such a cute handmade train!
I walked by one day and saw Willa buckled into the infant seat and rocking furiously back and forth in it. It was hilarious!
Lastly, I was fixing dinner two nights ago and June was in the family room in her bouncy chair with Willa. I came by to check on her and found that big sister had brought lots of toys. It makes me so happy to see Willa reacting positively to June. It's getting more frequent and is so cute. Sometimes she sits next to June and says, "Hi June-bear." It makes me laugh, it's so sweet.
I've been trying to do more tummy time with June. Of course, I don't want to do it when she's in a good mood because it just seems mean to ruin all her smiles with this tortuous activity. I don't want to do it when she's in a bad mood because then the screams would be intensified and inconsolable afterwards. No time is a good time for tummy time, in my opinion. I also wanted to show a picture of her wet hair. Look how curly it is! It dries straight, but I'm pretty sure that the wet curl means real curls are here to stay in the future.
She's still a long drink of water in my book, but she is chunking up a little more.
Ryan takes Willa's games and play to the next level. Witness the very tall tower he helps her build - so tall that she has to get on the stepladder to keep adding blocks. It is very exciting for her.
I got this train out of the cupboard. My mom asked our neighbor to make one for each of her married kids. We got it before we had even had kids so it's been packed away. It is such a cute handmade train!
I walked by one day and saw Willa buckled into the infant seat and rocking furiously back and forth in it. It was hilarious!
Lastly, I was fixing dinner two nights ago and June was in the family room in her bouncy chair with Willa. I came by to check on her and found that big sister had brought lots of toys. It makes me so happy to see Willa reacting positively to June. It's getting more frequent and is so cute. Sometimes she sits next to June and says, "Hi June-bear." It makes me laugh, it's so sweet.
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