butterfly. babies. love.

i blink and more than a month has passed. i try to recollect all the major events, and i find that my memories are a flurry of smiles, walks, laughs, naps, strong will, snuggles, tantrums, celebrations, and words... lots of new words. we went to new york to wish micah a happy birthday: the girls had a great time with their cousins and the inflatable pool auntie stacy visited: the girls reconnected with their old nanny in a matter of minutes there was a visit to the ER: caiah was wheezing and had to get a nebulizer treatment at 19 months, the girls had their first real fever: they stayed so strong and happy the girls had their last day of daycare until august; it perfectly ended with one last buggy ride i had my last day of work: thank God i made it through another school-year we joined gymboree again: the girls love that play area and gymbo the clown rocky has become the girls' favorite playmate: the poor guy is smothered in affection and often roughed up t