Twenty // Listening to the baby; "he says dum-dum dum-dum dum-dum."
Twenty-one // Quiet time, becuase Mama needed it.
Twenty-two // Sleeping over in my bedroom because of a nasty cough that just won't quit.
Twenty-three // Getting a physio treatment for that unending cough.
Twenty-four // An afternoon playdate with her "best fwiend."
Twenty-five // Saturday afternoon at the pool. This kid just WON'T allow for her face to get wet, so creative methods of encouraging pool jumping need to be found.
Twenty-six // Baby love, and now with hindsight, an excellent foreshadowing of how she'll love on her brother.