Weekly Portrait of My Children 33/52

a weekly portrait of my children, every week, in 2017.

week thirty-three // scout: learns new songs in 10 minutes flat, likes to pretend she’s a dog regularly, and has finally gotten over the fact that she no longer has a bink at night (only took three weeks 😓).

week thirty-three // griffin: is killing the puzzle game, loves a nice cheese omelet for breakfast (every single morning), and can turn the charm on so easily.

week thirty-three // marlowe: always sleeps on her side with her chubby arms folded below her chin, is babbling like crazy, and is constantly changing sleep patterns.

Weekly Portrait of My Children 32/52

a weekly portrait of my children, every week, in 2017.

week thirty-two // scout: loves running barefoot in the grass (as well as every where else), is still wearing only dresses, and has started quoting movies in everyday conversation.  We’re so proud!

week thirty-two // griffin: is constantly hugging his sisters randomly, eats tomatoes from the garden like it’s his job, and has decided he hates haircuts now.

week thirty-two // marlowe: loves watching S&G, smiles at strangers, and has her first cold 🙁

Weekly Portrait of My Children 31/52

a weekly portrait of my children, every week, in 2017.

week thirty-one // scout: says i’m sorry appropriately all the time, has started pretending to read books that she has memorized, and loves broccoli.

week thirty-one // griffin: is obsessed with puzzles (24 pieces!), loves kissing M on the lips, and loves saying no to his mom and dad.

week thirty-one // marlowe: is four months old, weighs 13lbs 11oz, and laughs, but only at bruiser.

Weekly Portrait of My Children 30/52

a weekly portrait of my children, every week, in 2017.

week thirty // scout: asks a lot of questions and then seriously listens to and thinks about the answers, counted to twenty this week (with no help), and is wearing undies regularly.

week thirty // griffin: says “heredago” whenever he hands you anything, can put on most shoes by himself, and still loves fruit.

week thirty // marlowe: still smiles in her sleep, is quickly working her way out of size 2 diapers (!!!), and loves tummy time more than any baby I’ve ever met.