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.
What it looks like now.
My cute daughter.
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.
