Family photos (or at least an attempt)

We used to pull the tripod out fairly frequently and take a few family photos here and there, but it's been a while. So last week (on Thanksgiving), we pulled out the tripod and did our best to capture our family. I love my little family. I don't know why I'm so blessed, but I'll take it. My girls are amazing. I love being their momma.

Greta has started to play with toys more and more. At church she was feeding her horses cheese nips and had them all laid out just so and we were not allowed to touch anything! Greta continues to be more and more demanding, strong-willed, exhausting and wonderful all at once. She loves to sing and dance and can do somersaults. We'll be potty training her in the next month or so.

Holly's imagination has completely taken off, every single day she is imagining more and more. She introduces herself as "Snow White" and calls Conor "Beast" more than anything else, even in the middle of the night. She sometimes refers to him as a creature as well. She's taken to calling me Belle and planning my wardrobe (dress, gloves and glass slippers) and my marriage to the Beast. I think watching her dance as a bad fairy is one of the funniest things she's done recently. If she could do a craft with breakfast, lunch and dinner, she would be quite happy. Next month we're starting a monthly craft subscription. Plus, there's so many fun Christmas crafts. I think she's going to love December. 

And Conor. Let's just leave it at I love that man/beast/creature more than anyone or anything.