Ten o'clock on Sunday night and a tiny sandy baby is upstairs fast (like a rock on a log) asleep. A perfect end to a perfect weekend. Maybe the perfectest. The sun shone so much these last three days that it completely wiped months of cold, wet and grey from all of our memories. It felt as though every wintery gale and soggy spring day was leading directly to this.
Peering out from a giant crawl tube on Canada Day at Petersfield Park. I love that she is old enough to find these sorts of things fun - parks filled with people and face painting and balloons. I equally love that we can go to these things and when I'm ready to leave I can say "okay time to go home" and she has no idea that she's about to trade in a giant crawl tube for her car seat. She follows along as if we're definitely leaving this crawl tube for an even bigger crawlier one right around the corner.
Learning to sniff flowers at Sunny's beautiful first birthday party on Saturday
(Photo by Diane Nordine)
Applying her new skill to track down the last of the ice cream cake.
(Photo by Diane Nordine)
Mira on Sunday afternoon.
Hello sea.
Building castles in the sand.
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