A portrait of my daughters every week in 2017
Big: managed to catch a nasty little cold somewhere, and give it to both her sister and I. I haven’t been so sleep deprived since the baby was a newborn.
Little: climbs me (and everything else) like a mountain. I wouldn’t doubt it if we find her on the kitchen table one of these days.
You probably will! I found your brother on the kitchen table one morning, clanking glasses together!