We had a quick, but fun visit with the Waller girls as they passed through town. They’re FUN – we hope to get more time with them next time they are in town.

Ok. I really might be the luckiest girl in the world. My brothers are the bomb. When I cry, Quinn is the first one to run up to me and try to shake something in my face as a distraction… and he says in his high voice, “hi belly hi belly hi belly!” The good news is that 90% of the time, that’s all I need to stop crying. And Cooper. Sweet Cooper. The boy loves to come up to me and kiss me. Doesn’t matter to me that he’s probably doing it because mom can’t stop “awwww”-ing when he does this.

Lucky me.

Mom and dad went away last night for mom’s 36th birthday. They went to Carmel. They took Bell since mom is still giving her “booby milk.” As part of her gift, daddy took his girls shopping, and it hit mom that she’s now got a built in shopping buddy. Oh boy…

My big brothers have been so nice to me… so welcoming. Quinn, from the start, has been bold and interested in holding me. Not a fear shown. Coop, on the other hand, has been generous with kisses, but NEVER shown interest in holding me. Well, tonight at Pasta Pomodoro, no less, we had a moment. We took a big step tonight in our relationship. He asked to hold me. I’m a happy girl.