Wilcantonio

I try to get together with my friend Jess every week. What with sick kids, vacations, and other scheduling conflicts, we probably end up averaging 2 weeks a month. Our kids play together, shriek and giggle and whine together, and in between rescues and interventions and stories and tickles, Jess and I try our darnedest to squeeze in a little fellowship.

And sometimes we take pictures.

We have some rather unorthodox house rules, which make way for our children to climb, tumble, flop and bounce on our ancient, slip-covered, fourth-hand (seriously) couch. The kids seem to like it.

(Don't worry; my kids won't try this at your house. Usually.)

Moving on to the brown rocking chair (which also has an interesting history):

Those are our coasters they're chewing on, in case you wondered.

And Emma makes four!

"Just the girls this time! Ohhhhhhhhh, sea weed is cool, sea weed is fun, it makes its food from the rays of the sun." Whoops. Got a little carried away there. Should have ended the quote after the girls bit. (Can anyone name that movie?)

The brunette half of the equation:

And Emma Kate, her Royal Cutie-Pieness.