:: Hazel's favorite face.
:: She's been signing "more" for a while and now uses it for books, toys, you name it. (Also--no photos yet--but this girl has entered the baby-doll-loving stage. I could write a whole post on the baby-doll-loving stage. Maybe I will. Soon-ish.)
:: Witnessing the love and protection blossoming between these two. Sisters.
(We are getting to that point where my kids shut themselves inside Juniper's room and I hear playful noises. I don't worry until I hear crying or too much silence. Today I was making lunch, heard the silence, and peeked in to check. Hazel was standing on the rocking chair with her buck-toothy grin and Juniper was jumping up and down, excited, saying, "We're playing gremlins in here! I'm the grandma and Hazel's the gremlin.")
:: Hazel's buck-toothy grin.
:: What I do after kids go to bed. She loves tracing letters first thing in the morn.
:: What our kitchen island/ life looks like most of the time, with seasonal variation.
:: Juniper loving preschool.
:: Hazel's somewhat concerning coffee mug obsession. (Actually, I think she'd prefer the coffee, but we're not going there.)
:: Our family's whim to up and go on a "spring hike." On a ski trail. Temps in the 20's.
:: A lunchtime favorite: *hot pink* mac-n-cheese (with beet puree).
:: Those one-step-forward-two-steps-back days.
:: Confusing "bath crayons" with regular crayons.
:: Helping herself to kitchen island items. (Garlic stem and clementine "birthday cupcake.")
Me: "Where did you put the peels?"
Juniper: "I put them on the floor and Hazel eat them."
:: Getting Hazel out of the backpack.
:: Discovering the steep, slick sled hill behind our house.
(Yes, I need to ask him to wear a different jacket when I'm wearing my new christmas gift. We just don't think about the fact that we may take some photos, and that I may post those photos to a world audience. Who knows, perhaps matchy-matchy couples are hip somewhere.)
:: The bear den. Grrrrr.
:: The Dad, waxing nostalgic: "She's so long and skinny. How did that happen?"
Juniper, looking at her body: "I'm so skinny! Oh no! Where'd all my skin go?"
:: Getting closer.