It's Friday

We've reached the end of the week and I realized I haven't blogged. Not even once. Peter has been away for work all week so I've been flying solo with the girls. My mom and dad each came up for a day to hang out with the little ladies which was a great help. Hopefully, I'll get back into a blogging groove next week.

I did manage to get a haircut. A much needed, post-baby hair cut. Now time to start growing it out again. The ease of a ponytail, when there are wee ones present, is not to be matched.

Cole came up with some creative, eclectic even, outfits this week. As I've said before, she's allowed to wear what she wants most of the time. I do draw the line at bathing suits which she's been begging to wear for a couple of weeks. It is no overstatement to say we are excited about summer. 

Growing Girls

How can I possibly have a daughter who willingly participates in dental cleanings? And another who is eyeing the stairs in hopes of domination? These girls are growing with every blink. 

Pictures of Flowers

Earlier this week, I asked Cole if she wanted to go see flowers and take pictures. She did. Enthusiastically. After nap time, we zipped up to Longwood Gardens for an afternoon photography walk. Cole took pictures of flowers and I, mostly, took pictures of Cole.

When we got home, I downloaded all of our pictures. I was surprised to find a number of Cole's pictures came out, albeit in her signature constant toddler movement style. 

I like to have Cole practice naming colors when we look at flowers so here we have purple, yellow, and blue flowers.

Cole went out of her way to get this photo. She took four pictures from this position shifting her hands a bit for each shot.

The main event was the blue poppies which only bloom for a few weeks each spring. Cole, as I suspected, loved the blue flowers. We looped back three times on our walk to get more pictures.

After our photography walk, Cole needed a rest so, as she's done before, she hit the floor and rested. Oh, the life of a hobbyist photog. It's exhausting.

Lest you think she was left behind, Ib chilled in the stroller. She's just a go-with-the-flow kind of gal.