Here’s Rylee and Nora at the zoo. I’m glad I got a few photos of their favorite attraction, the spinning water ball fountain.
Thanks, Grandma, for the zoo membership! We have been using it a ton.
This might be my favorite Nora purchase EVER. The cutest little-girl shoes I’ve ever seen, and nary a licensed character. My online shopping skills are unparalleled.
Yes, that’s a paint roller. Nora sits on the roller part and then bends her head down to blow into the handle. BAM. Horse flute.
We started having Nora sit on the potty every once in a while long before attempting any kind of concerted potty training. I like to think it helped lay some groundwork, but who knows? I’m pretty sure she just liked having the undivided attention of whoever came in to tell her stories while she was sitting there–in this case, Uncle Jeff.
P.S. Don’t tell 14-year-old Nora that I posted these.
When your adorable daughter morphs suddenly and inconsolably from this:
…into this:
sometimes all you can do is grab the camera and document the transformation.
Pop-Pop and I took Nora out sledding on the snowy streets around the farmhouse. I like that this has the makings of a Christmas tradition.
My mom wears this cozy winter hat completely unironically. Thank goodness now Nora does too.
Thank goodness Dawn brought her camera to capture our first Christmas morning in our own house: fancy breakfast, Christmas story from the bible, stockings, and all. Somehow I hid these from myself in a folder labeled ‘August’ for two years, but we won’t worry about that.
Clearly I need to get my act together and take some photos on Christmas Day, not least because then I wouldn’t be appearing in the photos, looking like a tipsy Russian grandmother.
