I was home alone with Netta and Bailey, a rare thing as of late (Jessica had taken boys somewhere). After their nap I walked in (as they were chattering together, something that is really endearing and fun) and immediately ran downstairs to grab my camera. The light! I took way too many photos and am posting the first of a few here. Don’t they look identical? I think they very well could be, and I say this in part cause it makes me feel less bad when i can’t tell them apart. Which I can’t lately. It’s so difficult for me. Art is even better–I had to ask him the other day who I was holding.

Bailey.

Netta.

Netta, left, and Bailey.

Jessica brought the children over to St. Paul today to visit their Papa but also to see the tail end of a Winter Carnival parade and see some pretty spectacular ice sculptures.

An ice machine of some sort. Hard to see here but super detailed.

Art goes a little ‘Guantanamo’ on Netta during dinner at Subway.

Running around the newsroom. Arthur and Lewis crawled under many desks.

Bailey tries to file a story.

Netta meets fellow photographer friend and colleague (and mama of two) Sherri.

Some photos from Lewis’ preschool Willow. From top left clockwise: Anika, Oscar, Lewis and Anthony.

Netta, left, and Bailey at the kids’ museum.

My mother was in town last week. She drove up from Arkansas and even brought a birthday cake (hummingbird) she made for Jessica’s birthday. She told me about it on the phone before coming and cried a little and about Jessica’s mother not being able to make a cake for her. It was really thoughtful and loving gesture, thanks Ma.

The boys decorated the cake (clearly), and Lewis asked for a piece with lots of sprinkles.

Nanna brought up a bunch of clay from a studio she makes pots in in Arkansas. The boys had real fun making little coil pots and, as seen here, experimenting with textures.

Mama and Lewis work on a puzzle together.

Photo credit: Aunt Emily