My sister, her baby, and my dad came out for a visit today. It was so nice.

I think this is the cutest picture.

A friend asked us if Isabelle had nightmares. Nightmares? we said. Yeah…where she wakes up crying he said. Oh we never thought that she was having nightmares before that. That’s so sad. What do you think she dreams about? The boob* not close enough to drink and she’s hungry? How sad. She’s woken up crying the past 3 nights in a row, my poor little baby.

*Yes those aren’t boobs in the drawing…I didn’t feel like drawing boobs, so bottles they are.