It's all relative
Alice is still our new baby, right? The newborn who elicits oohs and ahs on the street. The floppy infant deserving of the nickname Little Wunny (Little One-y), bestowed by Edith and now used by us all. The wee babe with just a few tricks up her sleeve, spitting up at the top of the list.
But today we met Alice's new buddy, Helene, and realized we have a giant. They may be just twelve weeks apart, but it's clear which is the old pro at this living thing:
Their respective feet. No wonder Alice is popping out of all newborn socks and booties.Speaking of relative(s), a few more photos from our spring break trip to North Carolina:
Birdwatching at the Mason Farm nature preserve
Reading with Grandpa, 2009:
Reading with Grandpa, 2005:
Watching basketball with Daddy, 2009:
Watching baseball with Daddy, 2005:
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Levi and Abby are just a month apart but when we went and met him at the hospital, and took Abby with us, we realized the difference a month outside the womb can make (and they were about the same weight).
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