The Skinny

With Marguerite's new-found ability to talk and be understood by her sister there is a whole new level of imagination and play between them.  With her snag and hustle skills there is also more duking it out.  Here's a play-by-play of a lip gloss squabble with a dose of cooperation:

Yesterday was a mighty full day with preschool, errands, a surprise birthday party and a house torn up with spring cleaning.  Marguerite had her 18 month check up (now that she actually is 18 months) and has been deemed tall and too skinny.  Where oh where did this slight fairy come from?  Proof that wispiness can skip a generation. 

Once my skinny bones wakes up from her nap we're headed to Bellingham to enjoy sunshine and friends. 

Genevieve and I are entertaining each other by taking pictures of dramatic and pensive poses.  Think she'll love Jane Austen too?