Helena’s toenail a couple of days before it fell off. It finally fell off in the pool at Bryant Square Park. Its whereabouts is unknown. She was a little upset that she couldn’t find it because I told her that the toenail fairy would have come and left a peanut-butter sandwich under her pillow.
My other daughter (sigh)
Ada finally is sleeping in her crib.
Liam is turning into an artist. He can write his name now as well.