Pics of the week

The past few weeks have been harrowing, in part with all the house madenss but also for other reasons I can't quite put my finger on. There have been plenty of in between moments as well; a wrestling match and Jilli's dawning awareness of jokes, she thinks every line is funny and is particularly creative with the chicken-cross-the-road genre, and Rory's new words. She tells you the cow moos (and the duck and the chicken incidentally), she says downstairs and No Sketch and a word that means Jilli but I can in no way replicate along with tons of others that are escaping me now. I realized recently I almost never even think of bringing a stroller with us anywhere because suddenly the girls are big and independent and I need to grab some of these pictures fast so I remember the slower pace that we find our rhythm in....