24/52

'A portrait of our girls once a week, every week, in 2014.'

Charleigh Grace and Logan Addison: Be still my heart. Wait. Is this 2014 or 2027? Either way, I'm betting CG is in the driver's seat. 

Drew-bee: Terrible phone picture. Excellent cheesing. 

23/52

'A portrait of our girls once a week, every week, in 2014.'

Lolly: 911 call center operator. She's responsible like that. Good under pressure and such. 

 Sweet C: Waiting to check out. I'm happy to report she got mostly fresh produce. And some mustard. 

Drew: Baby blues. 

22/52 (plus some...)

'A portrait of our girls once a week, every week, in 2014.'

CG: Oh this one. Sometimes there are no words. 

Logan: Thumb in her mouth, twirling her hair. The girls couldn't get enough of the pool or looking for dolphins. Or their Uncle Wills (always said in a really, really excited tone and Southern baby accent).

Which leads to the reason for the season (or at least the reason for a surprisingly smooth 12 hour car ride/epic trip with three under three...)

Uncle Weeeeeeells!!! 

{Couldn't be prouder of this fire fighter.}

 Drew Bee: Baby traveler. She was a champ. Happily cuddled anyone who wanted to take her at Wills' graduation party. And she ate solid food for the first time. 

 The girls didn't eat any solid food until a few days shy of 6 months. Drew really couldn't be stopped though. 

 She saw that banana and had to have it. 

 Notice the death grip on that peel. 

 So we mashed some up and that was that. She's a big girl now. 

And she loves it. 
{Photos by my amazing sister-in-law, Karen.}

21/52

'A portrait of our girls once a week, every week, in 2014.'

Lo: Even when I braid her hair, it ends up in her face. We were at my aunt's house in Florida this week for my cousin's graduation from the fire academy. The girls were in the pool from the moment they woke up until we had anywhere else to be. 

Charleigh Grace: She got to build sandcastles and run in the waves with three of her favorite uncles. So, basically, life couldn't get any better for her. 

Baby Drew: Five months old. Stealing hearts right and left. Rocking awesome hair along the way. 

{Photos by my amazing sister-in-law, Karen.}

19/52

'A portrait of our daughters once a week, every week, in 2014.'

CG and Lola: Tent shenanigans. They got their hands on a couple pacifiers and thought it was hilarious to act like they were Baby Drew. {Also, it seems that my kids are always in some stage of undress. I don't know why this is. Except that maybe they just definitely prefer to be naked as much as possible at this time in their life. Yup, that's it. Half-clothed, half the time.} 

Drew: And then there's this one. Whatchootalkinabout??? This week was one for the books. She found her feet, rolled over both ways, and grew a tooth. I honestly don't know how long the tooth has been there, though. My mom discovered it when she asked when the girls got their first teeth and I said, 'hmmm around now, I think.' So she went looking.  Unlike the girls, who sprouted teeth in a very sensible, ordinary pattern, Drew grew her upper left canine first and is working on the right. She's a vampire baby. I looked up the typical pattern for baby teeth and the 'tooth eruption chart for primary dentition' has the canines coming in between 16 and 22 months. And isn't it just hilarious that it's called a tooth eruption chart?? Just strikes me as funny, but then, I'm still a bit sleep deprived. Here's to growing a bunch more teeth. 

20/52

'A portrait of our girls once a week, every week, in 2014.'

Baby Drew: Our living doll. Still the sweetest. She's found her voice and loves to talk to whoever or whatever will listen. 

CG: This girl lives for her post-nap pop. She starts asking for it when she wakes up in the morning. 

Lolly: She has to take her 'friends' with her everywhere. Her arms are constantly full. And she's still constantly giving check-ups. Which can wear a girl plum out. 

18/52

'A portrait of our daughters once a week, every week, in 2014.'

Logan: Tiny paleontologist. Our little Ross Geller. Fossils in the sand box is a game changer, everybody. 

Charleigh Grace: Sisters reading the 'big' Bible. Looking for Jesus, 'big water', spiders, and a fox that makes a strange number of appearances in this version. 

Drew: So sad to be so sick. A first that breaks my heart. But she was still so darn sweet through all her coughs and congestion. And by the end of the week she decided it was time to roll over. Yup. She did it. Despite a serious lack of tummy time around this place.