(hang with me as I, once again, play catch up with this blog:)
Wonder who was crying as we gave Emma her last nighttime bottle a few days before her birthday? I was sad as it was, and then Connell decided to turn on his "super sweet brother" switch and he wanted to feed her the bottle. Not much to say. It was just beautiful. She is growing into a toddler and her brother, well, he's growing up.
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