So you'll have to look at the pictures and maybe make up a story of your own. In the meantime, here's what Hadley and Harper are doing while I'm typing this: They're playing a game called "Rescue Girls." They made it up. They're running around the house asking Jesse and I if anything needs rescuing. Hadley runs up to one of us, and Harper follows behind her on her truck. Hadley says, "We're the rescue girls! Do you have anything that needs rescuing?" And then Harper says, "We rescue girls! Need Rescuing?" Jesse and I then tell them what needs rescuing. I love that they are playing together more and more. I love listening to them talk to each other. Yes they fight, but they play together too and it makes me so happy. Not because it gives me a break (which, let's be honest, it does), but because I love the idea that we gave them to each other. I love that they enjoy each other's company.
Speaking of keeping each other company.....
The child screams in outrage when I put socks on her feet, but this she'll wear.
Give me more, Dad. Give. Me. More. Don't make me get angry. Nobody likes it when I'm angry.