We're in the business of meeting needs (literally with Emma). The people want pictures, we give them pictures:
Our little one rocking out to her hearing test. I like to think she was listening to Angels and Airwaves. The nurse liked to think she was listening to beeping. Either way she passed. Booyah.
Auntie Jen (and Lucy on the way) were our first visitors at the hospital. It was so great for her to come home with us and show us the ropes of all things practical when it comes to taking care of an infant.
Emma's first wound as inflicted upon her by her loving mother during feeding. That'll teach her to talk back...
We decided to start the indoctrination early. She WILL love a hairy man one day (though not necessarily on his head). Say it with me, Emma: "Real men don't need sweaters".
No story. Just plain cute.
Our little one rocking out to her hearing test. I like to think she was listening to Angels and Airwaves. The nurse liked to think she was listening to beeping. Either way she passed. Booyah.
Auntie Jen (and Lucy on the way) were our first visitors at the hospital. It was so great for her to come home with us and show us the ropes of all things practical when it comes to taking care of an infant.
Emma's first wound as inflicted upon her by her loving mother during feeding. That'll teach her to talk back...
We decided to start the indoctrination early. She WILL love a hairy man one day (though not necessarily on his head). Say it with me, Emma: "Real men don't need sweaters".
No story. Just plain cute.
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