TGIF has a whole new meaning.

I said that to a friend recently when asked how we are doing.  The days are flying by quickly and yet I find myself wishing it was 4pm by mid morning each week day that daddy is at work. When Friday rolled around this week I was completely relieved. Don't get me wrong, I am savoring the sweet baby moments, but finding kind and respectful ways to keep a two year old from kicking, poking, pinching and "caring for" a newborn is more exhausting than I anticipated. I realize Myah is just testing the limits, and I also realize that she is completely infatuated with her new sister, but it gets old real quick. Regardless. . . I am amazed at how much and how deeply I love my little girls.

Pretty in Pink!!!

Awake Time!

 Sisters! Notice Myah's pajamas- tinkerbell with a winter hat!

Bath Time- I love the water already! (as was obvious from her contentment in the womb)

Smirking between naps.