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| My little monkey. The bottle was so big she held it in place with her hands AND her feet! |
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| Sydney had been rolling around on the bed when she apparently got tired and just rested her head on my belly. Somehow, it caught me off guard so I put down my book and just stroked her little noggin for a while. |
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| Sydney's little tongue comes out when she's really excited about something. |
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| I know this photo looks like it's sideways but it's not. Sydney twists herself around to look up at me and flash me her cute smile. |
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| I took the girls to Olive Garden and Sydney started to fuss so I gave her a bread-stick to gnaw on. She looooved it! |
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| Part of my job as Sydney's mom is to keep her sisters from smothering her to death with love. |
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| Oddly enough, I feel the weight of motherhood the most when I see my children sleeping. They look so delicate, so innocent, and so beautiful. When I see them like this, I'm overwhelmed with a desire to not screw it up. But of course, I'm totally screwing it up! |
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| Sydney in the blanket my dear friend Natalie made by hand. Wrapped in love, you might say. |
2 comments:
I don't know how you get anything done. I would just want to snuggle her all day long.
The picture of Liesel and Sydney is so so sweet!
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