Other than a hideous 10-days of sick when we were in the Turks, I have to say that I absolutely adore Riley at age 2 (disclaimer: I`ve adored him all along).
The garbage truck is a highlight. The man who picks up the bins just said `hi, big guy!`this morning, and made.his.day. He`s talked about it at least five times today.
He`s stunning. And a sponge (the stuff he remembers!). Every walk with him in the carrier turns into a trail or plane ride; even without him I find myself making the noises. And his laugh is just so contagious.
Adore you, Riles.
Sure we can both fit.
Sharing a moment with Rog.
Vons is now sleeping in her bassinette and only waking once per night. She`s awake and smiling and wiggling so much. And so fat and snuggly. No wonder she hates tummy time - can`t hold up those cheeks! What a trooper - being carted all over the countryside on our adventures. I`m sensing second children never get a regular naptime, ehÉ
Love fat babies!
Family picture. These are my people.
Kivani and I head to SA on Friday for Tye`s funeral (!É). I both hope his death sinks in and hope it doesn`t. Funny how often you think of people without realizing it, until they die. I used a flashlight tonight to install a dimmer switch that came from him. I stepped on a teddy bear that he gave to Riley. Our garbage can was once Matts. Now, I notice.
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Love all the pictures. I am also such a fan of 2 year olds. Kivani is sooooooooooooooo chubby, it's awesome! You are beautiful. I thought the funeral was today for some reason...I hope it is a time where reality does set in (is that mean) so that your grieving can continue it's path. So sorry, Tess. Hope travels with your gorgeously chunky daughter go well!
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