The littlest Wee talked herself right to sleep.  Our neighbor (the “tins” mom) commented on her talking today-we haven’t hung out since early June.  Watch out, Piccolis!  Emmy is on her way!

i started this blog back in August 2011.  Lily was 3, Ollie was still riding in the Ergo and Emmy was only a twinkle in Sam’s eye. We were on Hobart Street. We frequented playgrounds nearly every day, scheduled play dates with tiny friends and we’re just learning the finer points of night sleep. Ollie was still nursing, for goodness sakes!  We have come a long way, babies!

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No more little boy curls. I’m so sad. But he sure looks handsome.