I guess I thought we would have a little while longer, but Sophie wanted to do the dishes, so I let her.

Yea, right. I was nursing Emma when I heard Sophia head to her room and begin dragging something down the hallway. I thought she was bringing her easel to the family room. When I heard her rustling around the kitchen, our nursing session got cut short so we could assess how dangerous the situation was. Sophie was standing on her stool (, which she uses to climb into bed,) filling the sink with water and dish soap. Oh, Sophia! You keep me on my toes.

These two…

Sophie loves when I put Emma in her bed. She still asks to hold her often. Emma usually cooperates.

Shortly after you woke from your nap, Daddy got himself a Drumstick sundae cone. He offered you a bite. You wanted the whole thing. So he let you hold it thinking you would share. Nope. I suggested offering a Popsicle instead. You love Popsicles. You did want the Popsicle. In addition to the Drumstick.

Just after that, Payton was sitting by your toys, whining. Daddy found some string cheese you put in your purse. (Really gross. It was only from earlier today but still.) Daddy put it in Bubba’s bowl and called him and then whistled. You shouted, “Bubba! Tweet!” You are so cute.