8 Month Update (Ivor Alan)

I feel like I just posted his 7 month update yesterday. This month in particular flew by!

And we have a new development: TEETHING. His bottom teeth are coming in. 3 at once. Yeah…last night he was up every 2 hours. Poor guy ūüôĀ And…poor me.

He’s getting closer to crawling. He scoots backwards and spins all around the floor and rolls to get where he wants to go, but hasn’t been able to go forward just yet.

Still. hates. solid. foods. Seriously….I don’t know what to do with this kid. Total opposite of his sister.

Still adores Gwen and loves playing with her. She loves playing with him too for the most part. But sometimes she gets annoyed when he touches her. (Typical “he’s touching me!!!” sibling stuff).

I may have mentioned this before, but he really likes sleeping with a blanket over his face. Like, completely covering it. Like this:

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He did that himself.¬†It’s a very thin blanket and I can see him breathing (but I still remove it from his face after awhile..just because)

He loves to touch (hit/grab) faces. We’re currently teaching him to be “gentle”.

Speaking of, we started sign language with him when he turned 6 months old (like we did with Gwen). Mostly just “milk”, “more”, and “all done” for now. ¬†He doesn’t sign it back yet, but he definitely knows what the “milk” sign means!

That’s all for now.¬†Happy 8 months!

 

7 Month Update (Ivor Alan)

Sigh. 7 months. I’m running low on sleep and coffee so this might be a short, incoherent post. Sorry.

He sits up really well now. Loves to play on the floor with toys. Loves to yell at his sister (in a playful way). Yelling is his favorite way of expressing happiness when he plays. He loves to grab things. Noses, faces, hair, or whatever anyone happens to be holding. Whatever is within reach, he will go for.¬†He’s still very suspicious of solid foods and acts like I’m trying to poison him.

And recently, he’s really started to HATE bedtime.

I can’t remember the last time he slept through the night. But he WOULD¬†at least go to bed at a decent hour and give me a few hours to myself, or with my husband, before waking up again. The past 2 nights, however, not so. The night before last, he fell asleep, woke up, fell asleep, woke up, fell asleep, woke up…all throughout the night. Last night, he just refused to fall asleep at all. Until about 1am I think…maybe it was 2am. We (little Ivor and I) ended up sleeping¬†downstairs because¬†he kept waking everybody up.

It’s been a rough few nights.

I keep hoping a tooth pops through so at least I’d know there’s a reason behind it. But still, no teeth. Maybe he’ll be a late teether like Gwen. She didn’t get her first tooth until she was almost 10 months old. And only had 2 total on her 1st birthday!

Anyway, he is a happy, playful little guy during the day. And he still melts my heart on a regular¬†basis. I just wish he’d realize the importance of a good night’s sleep, ya know…like he did when he was 2 months old! I miss those days…

Happy 7 months buddy!

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“Ya Ya Elmo’s Wooooord!”

This post is all about my 20-month old, who’s going through a major developmental explosion right now. She’s learning and doing and saying so many new things, so fast, I don’t want to forget it. I’ve mentioned before that I treat this blog like my online baby book. I know far-away family members really appreciate it, so if you’re not family, this¬†might not be very interesting to you. Sorry ūüôā

Here we go!

The title of this post is what I hear every….single….day. Several times a day. The girl is obsessed with Elmo. I don’t even know how it happened. She saw him on TV once or twice. Then she started wearing a pair of hand-me-down Elmo PJ’s that had just started to fit her. She saw them one night, pointed and yelled “Elmoooooo!” and hasn’t looked back since. “Ya ya Elmo’s Word” is how she mispronounces the theme song to “Elmo’s World”. Ya = La.

She is a little foodie. Not just because she likes a variety of foods, but because she finds so much joy in it as well. I kid you not, the girl literally fist-pumps when she likes the food she’s eating. And it’s usually accompanied by an “Om-nom-nom”. I don’t know where she got that from…. ūüôā

First day of solids! She loved her homemade rice cereal ūüôā

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Can you even stand how little she was?? Ah! I need to move on before I start sobbing.

She counts. She recognizes numbers and can almost count to 10 perfectly. 6¬†and 7¬†trip her up sometimes and when she gets to 9, it sounds like 1, so she starts back at 2. But, close enough! One night Family Feud ¬†(I think) was on TV and there was a countdown at the bottom of the screen (5, 4, 3, 2, 1)…she looked and started counting down with them.¬†I sat there staring at her in awe/shock. “Ok, so you count now apparently. Um, What??”

She knows a few colors now too. “Wewwo” (yellow), “Boo” (blue), “Neen” (green), “Peenk” (pink), “Ren” (red), “Back” (black), etc. She’s a big fan of coloring, and prefers to color with a buddy.

She plays soccer in the house with daddy (yes…I know. I figure it takes¬†a lot of skill¬†to keep the ball on the ground and not break any¬†“obstacles”, so it will benefit her one day making her an awesome soccer player! This¬†is what I tell myself). Anyway, recently she’s been insisting that daddy wear a¬†silly monkey hat while playing soccer with her. Only he can wear it, not her. And yesterday she made me wear it, “wew it??” then said “Ball???”. So¬†according to her rules, when playing soccer with her, we must wear a silly monkey hat.

Speaking of soccer, she’s improved a lot with her dribbling. She takes her time, focuses, keeps her body square with the ball. And loves kicking the ball into the makeshift goal we set up for her. She yells “Goaaaaaal!!! Mice!!!” while clapping for herself in celebration. Mice = Nice.

Other things she says¬†throughout the day: “Oh no!” “Yes, okaaaay”. “Peas?” (please). “Atoo” (thank you). “Buh-bye!” She also says “eye-oo” (I love you) and “toooo” (I love you too).

Oh, and “poyee” for “potty”. I recently bought a little potty seat, step stool and an Elmo potty book just to start introducing the concept to her, with no intention of actually starting to train her. But she is very excited and enthusiastic about it lol. I don’t think she’s figured out that what you do in your diaper is what you should do in the potty, but she sure does like to sit on it. And she’s quite chatty while she’s at it. She sits there and goes through her entire vocabulary with us. Anyway…I’m not ready to train her yet. But at least once a day she’ll ask to go sit on the potty. And so, we do. But eventually we have to say¬†“crap or get off the pot”, lest she think the potty is just for fun ūüėČ

One random/insanely funny moment: At bedtime she kind of falls back as we gently lay her down in the crib. Well, one night I think she was SO tired, that she forgot no one was holding her and helping her¬†lay down. Because we¬†had already put her in the crib, and she stood back up. So¬†I told her it was bedtime and that she needed to go to sleep now. She then proceeded to fall back, trust-fall style, onto her crib mattress. Thank God her head didn’t hit the crib rails, but it was hilarious! I’ve never seen my husband laugh so hard in the 5+ years I’ve known him. And I almost peed my pants. Then after several minutes, I regained my composure and had to explain to her how dangerous that was and that she could’ve hit her head and gotten hurt and to never do that again. Unfortunately because of our reaction, she’s tried to do it a few more times, just to make us laugh. Sigh…. #parentingfail

As an aside, parenting brings a lot of tears. Sad/frustrated tears- because parenting is stinking hard, but also¬†happy/funny tears because toddlers¬†are¬†hilarious and amazing little beings. Like I mentioned above, some of the biggest laughs Ivor and I have shared together, have been over Gwen. Kids can be hard on a marriage, but they can also¬†bring you together. We’ve had many nights, after the kids are in bed, where we just sit there and recount all the things Gwen (and now little Ivor) did or said that day¬†and¬†we laugh.

There’s a¬†lot more I could write, but those are the current highlights. She is one feisty, passionate, sweet and¬†fierce little¬†girl.¬†She makes us laugh so much and keeps us on our toes. We love you, Gwen!

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Did I mention she’s recently gotten into tumbling?

6 Month Update (Ivor Alan)

Little Ivor turned 6 months old on¬†Tuesday. I know it’s stating the obvious, but that’s half a year. One more half and he’ll be ONE. I was looking through my phone last night at photos from when he was just a little newborn (and even my Gwen still looked like a baby then). I cannot believe how fast time goes. I knew it went by fast with Gwen, but someone told me once that it goes by even FASTER¬†once you have more than 1 kid. Yep.

So here’s what he’s up to these days (besides being the most adorable, ridiculously good-looking baby boy in the world):

Still rolling around all over the place. He rolls over at night in his crib, but thankfully doesn’t freak out as much anymore and can fall back to sleep.

Speaking of sleep, things are looking up again.¬†He rarely wakes during the night. But we’re still working on pushing his bedtime up earlier. My goal is to get him ¬†on a 7pm to 7am sleep schedule like his sister. But right now it’s still about 9:30-10pm to 7am. Which is still a decent amount of sleep. ¬†And he naps about twice a day.

He can sit up with support, but on his own he’ll topple over. Sometimes he faceplants. Poor guy.

Started solid foods this week. He’s not nearly as interested in it as Gwen was :-/ So far we’ve only tried rice cereal and bananas. He makes faces, spits it out at first, then eventually swallows a spoonful or two. It’s still early though and very new for him. The spoon itself confuses him.¬†¬†He’ll get the hang of it eventually¬†ūüôā

He’s growing well at 27.5 inches long and almost 18lbs! He wears mostly 9 mos. clothing now.

He is still the most smiley and happy boy, even with strangers. I’ve said it before and it’s still true- he’s got a way with the ladies. He makes them all melt with that¬†sparkle in his eye, ¬†his smile and that dimple! If you’re lucky, he’ll even give you a cute little giggle or two. He tried it this morning with the nurse at his doctor’s appointment. He tried to distract her with cuteness and giggles so she wouldn’t poke him with a needle. He delayed her¬†for a little while but still had to get the¬†shots. Sorry buddy. He took it like a champ though.

He’s recently started touching my face a lot when I hold him. More reason to keep-up with clipping his fingernails. Sometimes it’s really sweet, other times he pinches and scratches. Ow.

That’s all I can think of for now. Happy 6 months bubba!

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5-Month Update (Ivor Alan)

I almost forgot to post this! We had a busy week with big Ivor home on vacation, and then we all got sick, which I mentioned in my vacation post. But I don’t want to forget to do this. On Sunday he turned 5-months old! Only 1 month away from solid foods. Which is¬†1 month away from being half a year old. Holy smokes, time flies.

Here’s what’s going on with my hunkamunkin:

*Rolling over (this started a few weeks ago, around 4.5 months-ish)

*Being totally inconsistent with his nighttime sleeping.¬†His bedtime varies. His waking times vary. Every so often he will give me a full night of sleep. But then the next night, up at 2am again. *I* try to be consistent by doing a routine and attempting to put him down at the same time every night, but he doesn’t always cooperate.

*Semi-consistent naptimes. I can usually count on a good morning nap, an early afternoon nap (while Gwen is napping too, yay for mommy time!!!) and a short late afternoon/early evening nap.

*Wearing 6-9 mos. clothing

*Smiling and laughing a lot, especially at his sister. Gwen loves making him laugh. It makes her laugh to see him laugh. Then¬†they just break out into a fit of giggles. At first I sat and watched in awe of my 2 precious kids playing with each other, now I use the opportunity take a bathroom break. Yes it’s adorable and I do enjoy watching them, but I am SO excited that they’re starting to keep each other occupied so I can have a break. Even just for 2 mins.

*He does get mad sometimes. And will scream in a very high pitched yell. And will scratch himself ¬†(on his head and face) until I pick him up and calm him down. I don’t get the scratching thing. He does it when he’s sleepy too, but not hard enough to really make any marks thankfully. I think he does it then as more of a comfort thing.

*Speaking of sleepy time comforts, he has a “lovey” in his crib now and puts it over his face. Or if he’s napping downstairs and has any other blanket nearby, he will put it over his face. That’s something I do too actually…always need the covers up by my face to sleep.

*He’s very alert and curious, as he always has been. But especially ¬†now that he has better head/neck control. He looks all around the room. Knows when someone has entered the room and looks at them and smiles. At bathtime (which he LOVES), he stares at himself in the mirror. Smiles when meeting new people.

Overall, he’s a very pleasant, happy baby boy. But he has his moments. Usually between dinner and bedtime. And when he’s mad, he’s MAD. I get frustrated when¬†he toys with my sleeping patterns at night. But then he looks up at me with a milk-drunk smirk on his face and a sparkle in his eye and I just melt, smoosh his face and give him kisses and all is well. He is mama’s boy.

Happy 5 months little guy!

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4 Month Update (Ivor Alan)

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This guy is 4 months old and growing like a weed! 15 lbs. 6 oz., 26.5 inches long (92nd percentile!)

Big milestones are coming up soon. Know how I know? He’s stopped sleeping at night. Booooo! I remember Gwen did the same thing though. She slept through the night early on, then right around 4 months started waking up at night again. Last week was rough. He was waking up about twice during the night (after 2 months of sleeping through the whole night, I got spoiled). The past few nights it’s only been once though…around 4 or 5am. I nurse him, he goes back to sleep, and so do I. I guess it’s not SO bad.

Anyway, he’s very close to rolling over. Like, 90% of his body rolls over, but he just can’t quite swing his shoulder all the way around yet. Soon…very soon. Gwen was about 5 months old when she did it for the first time.

He’s still very smiley and chatty, especially in the evening after Gwen goes to bed. He’s starting to laugh more too, which turns me into a puddle on the floor. I melt. I’d give him anything if he asked me in that moment. Big Ivor has those moments with Gwen too (“do you want a pony? I’ll get you a pony.”) Daddy’s girl and Mama’s boy. It’s real.

Hmm, what else does he do? He sucks on his fingers. And blankets. He likes to pull blankets up over his head. He reaches for things to grab (another reason my hair is always pulled back). When he’s really sleepy he likes to scratch his head, and his eyes (!) He’s been playing in the jumper/activity thing recently. Gwen so kindly shows him how to use it.

Looking forward to starting solid foods with him in about 2 months. He’s doing great on breastmilk alone right now, so no need to introduce solids any earlier. I hope he’s a good eater like his sister (fingers crossed!!)

Happy 4 months little man ūüôā

18-Month Update (Gwen)

Our Gwendolyn is a year and a half old now! She keeps us on our toes, keeps us entertained, and of course tests our patience on a daily basis. It’s a very challenging time, but it’s a lot of fun¬†too. She’s learning so much every day. Using more words. But usually not pronouncing them correctly. She has¬†something against the first letter of every word for some reason. She just leaves it off most of the time. Except for “more”…she says “mo” …and it’s adorable. But if you happen to hear her repeating “ass” over and over again…please know that she is not referring to her behind, or insulting you. It’s just how she pronounces any word with an “s” sound in it (pacifier, house, mouse, horse, etc.) We’re working on that.

She loves her little brother a lot.¬†When he cries, she says “uh oh!” and goes over to him to cover him with a blanket, or try to put his pacifier (“ass”) in his mouth. She gives him kisses unprompted and says “hey lil¬†guy!” She also¬†tries to make him laugh by tickling him (like she sees me do). But she also pours water on him sometimes and let’s him know who’s boss¬†(she’ll jabber with attitude while pointing her finger at him). He just smiles at her.

She’s recently learned how to climb furniture. So we’ve had to toddler-proof yet again. She’s all over the place.

She’s at the top of the growth chart for her age. She must get that from Ivor’s side of the family. Since I’m the tallest female in my family (and¬†I’m 5’4…heh)

She still eats everything. Fingers crossed that she doesn’t wake up one of these days and decide she doesn’t want to eat anything anymore. I was reading somewhere that a lot of babies/kids need to be exposed to a new food 15-20 times before they’ll eat it. Gwen eats it the first time. We are so lucky! Here’s hoping little Ivor is the same way.

Happy 18-months little girl ūüôā We love you and your spunky personality so much!

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Life with 2 Under 2, So Far

Now that we’ve got 3 months under our belts and we’re starting to get into a routine, I thought I’d take a moment to reflect on things.

The other day I was thinking about the¬†emotional breakdown I had right after finding out I was pregnant with little Ivor…when Gwen was just 6 months old. SIX MONTHS. Mind you, hormones and emotions while pregnant are not to be trusted. Everything seemed worse than it really was. Everything was heightened. I was a crazy person, not gonna lie. But I was terrified. It wasn’t that it was going to be hard, it was going to be IMPOSSIBLE. Thankfully, those thoughts didn’t last long and I was able to quickly change my attitude and start enjoying my pregnancy and looking forward to the new little life entrusted to us. I look back on that breakdown now and laugh.

Here we¬†are now, almost a year since I saw that positive test (October 4, 2013…I’ll always remember the day!) Is it hard? At times, yes. Of course it is. But impossible? No. We’re surviving. And some days, even thriving! We have many days of dirty dishes and backed-up laundry, seeing more toys on the¬†floor than carpet, dried up milk spots and leftover lunch scraps on the dining room floor. All while kids are screaming in the background. But then we have other days where the house is clean (it does happen, it does…I’ve just had to accept that it doesn’t last long), the kids are happy, we’re all well-rested and we survive a trip to the grocery store. I have to admit, that was one of the biggest hurdles (in my mind at least) that we have overcome. The first trip out of the house, alone, with both kids.

For awhile it was just logistically difficult. The only way it works is to have one kid (Ivor) in the Ergo and the other (Gwen) in the cart. I could’ve used the double-stroller but the basket isn’t big enough for any worthwhile food shopping. So wearing one and pushing the other makes the most sense to me. But until Ivor was big enough to fit in the Ergo without the infant insert, I avoided it. It’s been an extremely hot summer so baby-wearing isn’t a lot fun. And¬†that insert made him even more hot, and he was so tiny he’d curl up into the fetal position, burying his head in my chest, and sweating like crazy. I was convinced he wasn’t breathing. So I didn’t go out until I could safely wear him in the Ergo without that blasted insert. And right now it’s working perfectly for us. Gwen still loves sitting in the cart and hasn’t tried to protest, preferring to walk/run around the store.

I time the trip¬†so that they’ve both eaten and had a diaper change RIGHT before leaving the house. Ivor just sleeps peacefully in the Ergo and Gwen is her usual happy, friendly, loud self when we’re in the store. I make a list and stick to it, so I’m in and out quickly. The only minor issue we’ve run into is going through the checkout line, sometimes Ivor starts to get antsy (he prefers constant motion while being worn. If I stand around for too long he’s not happy). But at that point, I’m on my way out of the store and I don’t really care. Also,¬†he spit-up right down my shirt once as we were walking into the store. But the beauty of the wearing him is that no one else could see it ūüôā

Anyway, I say all this to say: there are challenges and hurdles, but you figure it out. You just do what you have to do, because you have to. No one else will do it for you (unless you have that kind of money, we don’t.) And the confidence you gain when you accomplish those things¬†keeps you going and gets you over the next hurdle. I say to myself “hey, remember that time when you thought going to the store alone with the kids was impossible…well, you did it…you can do this too”.

This life with 2 under 2 really isn’t AS¬†difficult as I thought it was going to be. It didn’t help that I read horror stories all over the internet when I first found out about little Ivor. Seriously, the first Google search I did resulted in one of those Yahoo Answers. A woman asked something like “I’m pregnant again right after having my first baby, what do I do? Any tips??” and the “best answer” was “don’t ever do that again.”

Seriously? How is that even remotely helpful???

Sorry. I get annoyed by those kinds of people. Especially after having encountered one directly (read about that here).

So let me be the one to encourage¬†you if you find yourself in my situation (first of all, don’t listen to those internet trolls who will try to scare you, or condemn you). Having kids close together is¬†not just do-able, it can be really enjoyable too. I think of all those other moms who have 3 under 3, or even 4 under 4, and they’re getting along just fine and wouldn’t have it any other way. Our homes may be full of chaos, but it’s a happy chaos. And I know it’s cliche, people say it all the time, but seeing your kids interact and play together “makes all those difficult times worth it”. It really does.

Gwen is starting to interact more with Ivor and it just melts my heart ūüôā I see them and think, “wow, what a blessing it is to have a sibling/playmate”. By having them close together, we’ve given them someone to grow up with, play with, fight with, scheme with, learn from, protect, defend, and love.

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There’s really a lot more to say about this and I’m sure I’ll write more posts. This is just a summary really of what life is like. There’s the whole jealousy issue we’ve dealt with, figuring out a¬†daily routine, having 2 in cloth diapers, bedtimes, what do I actually do when BOTH kids are crying at the same time, how DOES any cleaning get done, etc. Stay tuned!

 

3 Month Update (Ivor Alan)

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This sleepy guy¬†is 3 months old today! What a handsome, happy boy he is. Here’s what’s new:

*Well, this was new last month actually I just forgot to mention it,¬†but he sleeps through the night! I hesitated to even mention it now though¬†because I know how rare it is and how lucky we are. Someone in Whole Foods told me last year, when I shared that Gwen was sleeping through the night around¬†3 months, that I should never tell any other mom that, ever, lest they all hate me. But…she asked first! What was I going to do, lie? I’m not a liar. Sorry. You want to know how we’re all sleeping? (Let’s be honest, the topic almost always comes up after you have a baby). Well, if you ask I’m¬†going to tell you the truth. It’s not my fault if you can’t handle it. That is all. (and for the record, we still went through some rough patches with Gwen throughout the first year, it wasn’t all happy sleepy time all the time). Anyway, I share it here so I remember (this is basically my online baby book for the kids), not to rub it in anyone’s face. I’m also well aware of possible “sleep regression” in the coming months, but for now… I am enjoying the sleep!

Moving on.

*He¬†is so very smiley! He does have his moments- like when he’s in a particularly clingy mood and I dare leave the room without him, you’d think I just abandoned him on the street or something the way he screams and looks at me¬†like I just betrayed him. BUT, most of the time he’s a very happy boy, giving the biggest, sweetest smiles ever. Especially when I’m changing his diaper or getting him dressed. He thinks it’s so funny when I put his shirt over head ūüôā

*He loves bath time. It puts him in such a peaceful mood. He especially loves when I pour water over his head and scrub behind his ears.

*He’s becoming a lot more vocal and “talks” to the hanging toys on his swing, bouncer and play mat.

*He still won’t take a pacifier. This baffles me. I’ve tried different styles, but he isn’t interested in any of them. Either he acts like I’m trying to gag him when I stick it in his mouth, or he spits it out after a few seconds.

*Gwen is starting to “play” with him a bit more now. She makes all of her stuffed animals give him kisses (and provides kissing sound effects to go with it lol). It’s kind of adorable. And of course, he thinks it’s hilarious. It makes me sooooo look forward to when he’s a little older and really can play with her more. I was told that it will make my heart bust seeing the two of them play together, and I believe it! When Gwen walks over to him and uses her sweet higher pitched voice to talk baby talk to him and he smiles back at her……ugh. I can’t even handle that.

*He’s growing right out of his 3-month clothing already. I still haven’t put away his newborn clothes yet. I just can’t. Partly because I haven’t found the time, partly because I’m in denial that he’s not a newborn anymore.

That is all for now. Happy 3 months little dude ūüôā

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Gwen’s Language

Gwen is 17-months old now and her vocabulary is suddenly exploding. She’s learning new words every day it seems, and speaking in sentences that SOUND like they make sense, to her anyway. Like she’s getting the hang of this “conversation” concept. I just wanted to take a moment to write down all the words she says, some correctly, some in her own little language ūüôā

Words she says correctly:

Up
Mom
Daddy (well, “daaa-eeeey”…but close enough)
Pop-Pop
Apple
Bible
Hi (also means “bye” according to her)
Go
Ball
Off

Words she says incorrectly (and what they really mean):

Aff (bath)
Ack (snack)
Wawa (water)
Ock (sock)
Hop (help)
Dis (this)
Ook (book)
At (for both cat and hat)
Ot (hot and out)
Gee (cheers!)

Phrase:

der ee is! (“there it is”, or “there he is”)

Exclamations:

ooooooo!
mmmmm!
whoa!
uh-oh!
boo! (for peek-a-boo)
*gasp*, complete with gasp face, when something exciting is about to happen (like the Cat in the Hat coming on TV, or daddy getting home from work)

She’s still using sign language occasionally for “please”, “milk”, “thank you”, and “sleepy”.

I think that’s all of them. It’s been so fun to watch her learn new things and grow into a little person. It’s an extremely challenging time, with all the meltdowns and whining and screaming and crying, BUT¬†it’s also a time of crazy growth and exciting new things. The talking in real words thing is just blowing my mind. Because just last year she was a tiny little baby that cooed and babbled (like her little brother), and now she communicates with me. With words. How does that happen so fast!?

Tonight she grabbed a book off the shelf and sat in her chair. It was daddy’s book on Biblical Eldership, lol. Once she realized there were no pictures, she lost interest ūüôā

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