We look out the window. Remember
this? Well, here's a recent comparison:
Note that they now lounge against the back of the couch rather than barely being able to see over it. (Random side note: I was quite struck by the difference in the amount of hair, even Ruby's.) Also, they now climb up there on their own. Then continue climbing:
Looking out the window is not a pastime that is reserved for just us. Friends get to join in, too:
Always have to be on the lookout for any passing dogs (Ruby and Cora bark when they see dogs, Shalon said, "Dog, dog, dog" for quite a while) or maybe the mail lady. The girls' favorite is when Daddy drives up. They will knock on the window when they see Ray, to get his attention.
Note that they now lounge against the back of the couch rather than barely being able to see over it. (Random side note: I was quite struck by the difference in the amount of hair, even Ruby's.) Also, they now climb up there on their own. Then continue climbing:
Looking out the window is not a pastime that is reserved for just us. Friends get to join in, too:
Always have to be on the lookout for any passing dogs (Ruby and Cora bark when they see dogs, Shalon said, "Dog, dog, dog" for quite a while) or maybe the mail lady. The girls' favorite is when Daddy drives up. They will knock on the window when they see Ray, to get his attention.
2 comments:
ha ha that is too cute!
that is a cute picture. We'll have to try exchanging babysitting again and we definitely need to schedule a playdate.
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