state fair.

with charley

wrenny

singing a song she wrote while laughing at herself in her vanity mirror. the song goes like this: "i'm just a princess....you're just a princess....i'm just a princess, toooooooo"

sleeping on the floor while mama and daddy unpack box after box.

workin' with mama

my sweetest little helper at wonderment with me:

kittyface

words of wren

wren just grabbed my chin and said, "ohhhh, you're just a child."

baby mikey. baby kaj.

wren.

you have a fever of 101.1 and you are so hot to touch and so cuddly and sleepy and moody. we just watched monsters inc, and ate cantaloupe. then you put yourself to sleep with your arms wrapped tight around my neck. you went on and on about horses out your window, and babies in your tummy, and tiny dinosaurs who wanted pennies, and how kaj came out of mama but when you were little you were backwards and stuck, and you want to go to the zoo tomorrow, and singing the cinderella song, which you sing "cindergelly cindergelly"....a good 20 minutes of beautiful babble from my beautiful babe. occasionally i asked if you were ok, hoping it was just the crazy toddler talking, not that your fever was spiking and making you delusional, and feeling pretty confident it was just crazy toddler talk. i adore you, wrenny. darlingdarling girl.

more sleeping

kaj!