Oh my, Greta is such a little Momma. And a very protective one at that. Don't ever touch her baby without permission. She will freak out! I love her little doll obsession - maybe it makes me feel like I'm a good Mom if she likes pretending to be one so much. Anywhere we go, she hoards baby dolls. I'm absolutely positive that she would love to have at least half a dozen dolls in the house to play with. If this means I'll one day have lots of little grandchildren, I'll take it! In the meantime, I'll soak up my little baby momma.

On another note, having two little girls who are such wonderful, natural, nuturing pretend mothers reaffirms one of my main purposes in life - to be a nuturing mother. This is my calling, this is where I'll feel the most joy. I'm so grateful that I get to be a mother and especially grateful to be mother to Holly and Greta. 

Holly and her hair. Whew. If there's anything that'll send her into an emotional tail spin, it's her hair. I'm going to try some new hair products next month and hopefully reduce the amount of tears cried. But, lately, Holly has been requesting hair-dos more freqently. And so, I've been very, very happy to oblige. But, sometimes she wants it out immediately, or sometimes she cries because it wasn't quite right... anything I do to her hair never stays in a full day and I'm lucky if it stays in for 20 minutes. On the weekend, I put a couple braids in her hair, via her request and pinned them together with a clipper. It wasn't the most flattering 'do but it was simple and it actually lasted a couple hours! Very exciting! She also wore a new dress (Holly is wary of new clothing). Progress is happening over here and it's downright thrilling. 

Greta is a natural beauty. The wavy, curly hair, dark eyes and lashes, winning smile and a sweet personality. I've been in constant awe from the day she was born that my body could create something so beautiful. Of course, Greta's beauty would never be possible without Muirhead genes. She's a Muirhead through and through.

I hope and pray I can raise my girls to respect and appreciate their outer beauty and be constantly building their inner beauty. 

No matter how plain a woman may be, if truth and honesty are written across her face, she will be beautiful. - Eleanor Roosevelt

Hello! Here's a few more pictures from our most recent beach trip. Conor played a ton with the girls while I laughed and shrieked and took photos. It's nice when there's no ceiling to limit the height to which a child is thrown. Man, I love these people.

Yes, Conor's back was sore the next day. He's a pretty great Papa.

We went to the beach this past weekend, and I'm so glad we did. We haven't been since Thanksgiving and that's too long! The weather was gorgeous and the beach was littered with seashells. There was a breeze but not enough of one to fly our pocket kite. It was a gorgeous day and we had so much fun playing together. The beach is our family's happy place. I think a small beach town further south would be the perfect "end place" for our family!