My little helper. Kitchen adventures are, at times, a fight with my internal desire to keep things as clean and orderly as possible. But then I see her flour covered face light up when she gets to taste the brown sugar or sample the batter, and yes, the kitchen will soon enough be clean.



I’m finally getting this little guy on a fairly reliable daytime nap schedule. He mostly either sleeps in his swing or his mini crib (away from the smothering love and sometimes-loud sleep time adoration of big sister), but every once in a while he’ll break the schedule and fall asleep in random places. Yes, he’s a baby.



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