Yes... Ella is wearing a life jacket. You never know when you'll be stranded in a puddle up on the third floor.
Poor Nick is out in the rain today knocking. He has a sore throat and maybe strep. My poor sweet husband.
After McDonalds the girls went and played in the back lake again while Lincoln took his nap. I watched from the top porch as the girls played and had a jolly good time.
Lincoln is definitely crawling now. He's in the stage where he puts every single thing in his mouth. I found more than one nonkosher item in his mouth. He loves paper and hairclips and tiny pieces of plastic. He's crawling everywhere. My little man is a man. A man that still isn't sleeping through the night...hmmm... Perhaps not so much a man yet.



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