Terrible Twos

I know I've mentioned for the last month or so that Ainsley loves to tell me (especially) "No-No".  I don't even have to look at her or say anything to her, and she'll still turn around and tell me "no-no" before I can even get words out of my mouth most of the time.  She's such a little diva, and can give the nastiest looks.  I'm hoping all of this doesn't last long, but I'm pretty sure we're well into the terrible twos at this point.

Did I mention terrible twos???  Well, one day last week, Joel came home early for the day.  He was in the living room, and I was working in my office.  Ainsley's been obsessed with brushing her teeth for awhile now, and will go into the bathroom any chance she gets to get her toothbrush.  I heard her run into the bathroom, and I yelled out:  "What is she doing?"  Joel's response back was "Probably up to no good", but neither one of us actually got up to see.  We knew she was in the bathroom.  I could hear her take a few steps, and then run out of the bathroom.  I assumed she was running into the living room to show Joel something, and then I'd hear her run back into the bathroom.  She did this four or five times, which really isn't that unusual.  Sometimes, she'll run into the bathroom and pretend like she's washing her hands, but I was almost to the point of getting up and seeing what she was actually up to.  About the fifth time of her running in and back out of the bathroom, I heard her run in, then it was quiet for a few seconds and then heard her little feet start running and she took two or three steps before a huge thud and a scream.  She immediately started crying, while screaming.  I jumped out of my chair and ran into the bathroom to see what she had done.  Once I turned the corner and could see her laying on the floor, in between the toilet and the bathtub, and no blood in sight, I immediately yelled out "AINSLEY ROSE!!!"  I knew exactly what she'd been doing at that point.  The little stinker had been playing in the toilet water!!!  There was water all over the floor (and toilet seat) and when she took off to run out of the bathroom the last time, she slipped in all the water that was on the floor from the toilet and fell. 

She was soaked.  I was disgusted.  Joel thought it was hilarious.

At least it was clean toilet water (as clean as it can be, I guess).  She was immediately stripped down and put in the bathtub, where she could play in as much water as she wanted.

She's also learned to climb.....on everything.  It started out a few weeks ago when she pushed her Mickey car into our bedroom one night.  She pushed it right up against the side of the bed, stepped on the seat of it, and then hoisted herself onto our bed.  Last week, it was a laundry basket that she pushed into the bedroom and used as her step.  She's like a little monkey.  All she needs is something to grab onto, and she'll hoist herself up.  I was downstairs a few days ago, and watched her step on the side rail of the bed down there and up onto the bed.  She thought she was big stuff once she got up there.  Last night, she figured out how to do the same thing on our bed upstairs. 

What a face!

She thought it was hilarious to jump and bounce on the bed!

Something that she's had to of learned at Lisa's is how to do a somersault.  There's no way this pregnant mommy could get on the floor and do a somersault!  Everyone knows that I'm not the most coordinated or flexible person, and I've always said that I hope our kids don't pick up those traits from me.  Well, one day last week, we were sitting in the living room when Ainsley started putting her head on the floor and trying to go over.  I told Joel that the (older) girls do somersaults and cartwheels at Lisa's, and that she must have been watching.  We sat and watched her for awhile, and every time she would "flop" over, she would get a huge smile on her face like she actually did something!  Here's a video of her doing a somersault on the first night we caught her trying to do them.  Now, she's pretty much a pro at them and can do them pretty good.  Here's to hoping she didn't get my tumbling abilities!!!  (I've already said that someone is going to have to teach my girls how to do a cartwheel, because I couldn't do one in a million years!!!)

We've been working on counting, and she'll "count" on her own every once in awhile.  Of course, you can't understand the numbers, but she is counting in her own language!  Here's a video of her counting the coins in her piggy bank from the other morning.

Her favorite phrase is "I stuck".  She knows when to use it, too!  Joel and I will be busy doing something and we'll hear Ainsley yell out "I stuck" only to find her leg wedged into the couch cushion or something.  The other morning, she was mad because she was stuck in her high chair when she wanted to get out!  Here's a video of her letting me know she was stuck.

In case you're still thinking that our sweet, precious, little girl can do no wrong...check out what she did to my office the other night while I was trying to finish payroll.  Sometimes, I just have to let her be so I can get some work done.  Working from home does have some downfalls, as you can clearly see below!

Snow Day

We got quite a bit of snow at the end of last week (about 5-6 inches), and Ainsley loved to watch it out the window.  She was scheduled to go to Lisa's the next day, but we were suppose to get more snow throughout the night, so I kept her at home with me.  The snow was iced over the next morning when we woke up, but as soon as I asked Ainsley if she wanted to go outside and play in it, there was no turning back!  She loves playing outside!

She usually won't let us put gloves or mittens on her, so I was a little worried that we'd have a fight getting dressed, but she didn't fight me at all.  She was more than happy to put on two pairs of socks, her snow pants, coat, hat, mittens, and boots. 

It was so funny to watch her.  She didn't know what to think of it at first, and wouldn't even try to walk in it without holding my hand.  When she did finally get out in it, she couldn't walk by herself because of the ice that was over the top.  She kept getting "stuck" and I'd have to go rescue her!  Here's a video of her getting mad because she couldn't walk.

This is how she ended up after almost every step

Finally trying to pick some snow up and throw it!

Come help me, Mommy!

She didn't understand why we couldn't take her toys out of the garage and play with them.  She wanted the little slide out, her cars, etc.  I finally gave her a bucket and shovel and that seemed to satisfy her.  She plopped her butt right down in the driveway (not sitting in the snow, of course!) and tried scooping the snow.  It didn't last long, because she couldn't really scoop any with her mittens on. 

I finally got her to go around to the side of the house, where there wasn't as much snow.  She was able to walk around in it by herself and it was out of the wind, so it really wasn't too bad!  We stayed out for close to an hour before I'd had enough and was ready to go back in.  Of course, Ainsley fought me then because she DID NOT want to go inside.  Her little cheeks were getting red and her nose was starting to run at this point.  I even tried bribing her with milk, Mickey Mouse, candy, a sucker, etc. to no avail.  She didn't care about any of it.  She wanted to stay outside!  I was finally able to convince her to go back inside.  I was so proud of my little girl as she stood still for me while I undressed her and didn't cry once.  The only part of her body that was cold when we got back in was her cheeks, so I'm sure she was cozy and warm in all of her winter gear. 

That's her:  "No, I DO NOT want to back inside" face

I'm hoping this next snow (which we're scheduled to get tomorrow) doesn't have get a layer of ice over it, and Ainsley will be able to get out and play in it a little better. 

Daddy's little girl

Ainsley has Joel wrapped around her finger.  If he's around, no one else matters.  Of course, there are times when I wish she would pick me over him, but I also love that she picks him.  This is especially true  when it comes to changing her diaper, giving her a bath, or just lifting her into her highchair!  If Joel is anywhere in the house and Ainsley's diaper needs changed, she will tell me "No-no" and go find Joel so he can change it.  What a smart little girl, huh?!  

Watching YouTube videos with Daddy...I think this was the morning of watching tractors get "unstuck" from some mud

She loves to dance with her Daddy, ride "horsey" on his back, chase each other all over the house, and mimic whatever he does.  The mimicking is something I'm a little afraid of, because you never know what Joel's going to teach her.  The other morning, they were playing with her magnets.  I hear Joel ask Ainsley where the apple was...he was matching up the pictures to the letters.  They went on B-D, with bird, cat, and duck.  They got to the "E" and Joel says:  "Ok, Ainsley, where's the 'E' for igloo?"  I lost it!  Joel cannot spell to save his life, and I just looked over at him and asked him what he just said.  He repeated-the 'e' for eeeeeeegloo.  He looked at the pictures and saw the elephant and knew he had messed up!  I asked him how to spell igloo and he came up with "eglue".  Oh my!  Joel won't be working with my children any more on the alphabet or spelling!!!

Ainsley still says "Joel" instead of Daddy.  Joel's started ignoring her when she yells "Joel" and after a few times of yelling "Joel" and not getting a response, she'll finally say "Daddy".  She's such a stinker!  She knows what she's doing!  Her newest thing is saying "Joel-mama-dada".  She used to say "Trista-Joel", but doesn't do that very often anymore.  I have no clue where she comes up with these things.

Getting some brownies with Daddy

Joel has no idea I took this picture, and he's probably going to kill me when he sees it, but-oh well!  It's too cute!

29 week sonogram

I had a sonogram on Friday to see if my placenta moved.  During my sonogram at the end of December, they noticed that my placenta was in front of my cervix, which is called placenta previa.  My doctor wasn't too worried about it because it was barely covering the cervix, and he figured it would move on its own and I didn't have anything to worry about.  He wanted me to have another sonogram around 29 weeks to make sure the placenta had moved.  If it was still covering the cervix, I would have been scheduled for a c-section and wouldn't have been able to deliver naturally.

We dropped Ainsley off with Kathleen for the afternoon while Joel and I went to Springfield for the sonogram.  We had an ultrasound technician that I had a lot while I was pregnant with Ainsley and luckily, it was one that we liked!  She started by looking and measuring some of the organs, which all looked good.  Baby #2's head was very low, so she couldn't get a good measurement of the head.  It didn't stop her from trying, though.  She pushed and prodded (which wasn't exactly comfortable) to try to get baby to move her head.  No matter how much she pushed around, baby wasn't budging!  It only made her kick harder, but baby wasn't going to show us her face.  She's already acting like her big sister!  I made the comment that is exactly what Ainsley did during every sonogram, and we didn't have any good sonogram pictures of Ainsley's profile or face, and the technician laughed and said she thought she remembered my other baby doing the same thing!  We have some stubborn kids, and I have no clue where they get that from!!!

Best profile picture we could get

Another profile picture...if you can make it out!

The technician had me roll onto my side to see if she could get a better view that way, and baby #2 just hid her face even more, or would put her hands directly in front of her face.  Joel thinks that with the little view of baby's face that we did see, baby #2 looks like Ainsley.  I guess we'll find out in ten weeks or so!  The technician finally gave up after 15 minutes or so of trying to get her to show her face.  Since the baby's head was so low, she couldn't get a good view of the placenta either, so we had to do a quick internal sonogram to make sure it wasn't covering the cervix.

Thankfully, everything looked good and the placenta was no longer covering the cervix.  What a relief!  The technician said that since it's moved, it can't move back to covering the cervix.  It will only move farther away now. 

Baby #2 is measuring right on schedule, which we're very happy about since Ainsley always measured small.  From the measurements, she weighs right at 3 pounds and everything looks good.  Joel and I both made the comment that it felt so good to walk out of there with good news for once.  It seemed like every time we went for Ainsley, they would tell us how small she was measuring, or something else that was wrong.  Then with baby #2's sonogram, the placenta was covering the cervix, so we had that to worry about.  Now, we're clear and don't have anything to worry about.  We also shouldn't have any more sonograms now, which is kind of sad, but at least we know the baby is looking good.

After the sonogram, we headed to Babies R Us to check on the nursery furniture.  The furniture I picked out was on back order, and they were suppose to be able to order it this week, but when I called on Tuesday, it was still on back order.  Lucky for us, the furniture became available earlier on Friday and the girl ended up getting it ordered for us.  She's pretty sure they'll receive it in the next 1-2 weeks, and I'm second on the list to get it.  There were only 3 available in the whole district.  It must be pretty popular furniture!!! 

With the furniture now ordered, I've got to get in gear and start getting things organized.  We've got to get the furniture out of the bedroom in the basement that will now be my office.  I'm going to make part of my office the girls' play room, and get most of the toys moved down to the basement.  That means we  have to get my desk moved from the bedroom upstairs downstairs, and the office closet cleaned out.  I've also got to paint the office, once I find some bedding I like for the nursery.  It seems like there is so much to do before the baby gets here and we've got to get most of it done before Joel starts in the fields. 

Finding baby bedding that I like is so much harder this time.  We didn't use the bumper pads or blanket that came with Ainsley's bedding set, so I don't really want to spend the money on another complete set.  The only thing we used was the sheet and crib skirt.  I have something pictured in my head, but I can't find it anywhere online!  I want something very simple with just creams and light pink.  Do you know how hard it is to find something with just cream and pink???  I would love to order her custom bedding from Etsy, but it's so expensive and there is no way I'm doing that! 

I've had a few firsts with this pregnancy over the last few weeks.  Last Saturday, I had Braxton Hicks contractions on and off pretty much all day.  They were really bad from 10:30-3.  I never felt a contraction with Ainsley, and didn't have Braxton Hicks at all with her.  After a few hours of having the contractions and them not going away, I started to get a little nervous.  I could still feel the baby moving, so that comforted me a little.  I've had Braxton Hicks a few times over the last few months with this baby, but they would go away after 5-10 minutes.  They ended up going away last weekend early Saturday night, and I haven't had them since. 

A few nights ago, I woke up with a leg (calf) cramp.  Maybe I should say, I sat straight up in bed while whining/almost crying saying "ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch" and I'm sure a few other words.  I had cramps in my calves while I was pregnant with Ainsley also, and I've been wondering when they would hit this time.  It hurt to walk on that leg that next day, and even a few days later, my calf is still sore.  Pregnancy leg cramps have to be the absolute worst!

Baby #2's movements are becoming stronger every day, and she definitely makes her presence known.  She either really likes Ainsley sitting on my lap, or doesn't like it because every time Ainsley sits on my lap, baby #2 starts moving around like crazy.  It never fails!

Ainsley had stayed with Kathleen while we went to our sonogram, and I'm sure she had fun playing with Lani, even if she does like to tell Lani "No-no".  I know Lani enjoys having Ainsley there so she can be a little mother hen.  Of course, Kathleen said Ainsley was good.  It seems like she's good for everyone besides me.

Playing with Star Wars toys at Aunt Kathleen's

2 year wellness check

Ainsley had her two year wellness check last Friday.  I was happy to find out that we didn't have to get any shots this time!  Ainsley was really good in the waiting room, and I should have known it was just the calm before the storm.  The nurse called us back to the room, and immediately had me take Ainsley's clothes off of her.  That's when the breakdown began.  Ainsley doesn't like taking off her clothes, except for a bath, and even then it can be a fight.  She was very upset because we took her boots off of her.  She screamed while the nurse took her temperature, measured her, and continued screaming the entire time while we were in the hallway getting her weight and blood pressure.  I know she's not the only kid that screams at the doctor, but it drove me crazy! 

She weighs 31 pounds and is 35 1/2 inches tall.  She's in the 90th percentile for both height and weight, and the doctor asked if people mistake her for being older, because she's actually the size of a normal 3 year old.  The good thing is her weight is proportionate to  her height (according to the doctor) so at least she's not too chunky!

I had to fill out a questionnaire that asked about different skills and things Ainsley was currently doing.  They then took my answers and scored them somehow to determine how well Ainsley was doing compared to other kids her age in various tasks.  According to their results, she's doing great with her gross motor skills, but is in the "gray" area in fine motor and speech.

One of the questions in the fine motor skills section was if she can put beads on a string.  Really?!  Who gives a 2 year old beads to see if they can bead them onto a string?  No, I'm sorry, but Ainsley can't put beads on a string.  Another one of the questions was if she can use a spoon and fork.  The fork she's pretty good at, but she still turns a spoon upside down before getting it to her mouth.  I've tried showing her numerous times not to turn the spoon, but she hasn't picked up on it yet.

Speech was the other issue they were worried about.  They said she should be saying at least 50 words clearly and putting two words together.  Words like "bye-bye or no-no" don't count as two words together.  They want her saying "I want" or something similar, where each word means something different.  The doctor then recommended having Ainsley evaluated further to see if she qualified to see a speech pathologist.  Of course, I told her to go ahead and schedule a consultation appointment and we would go from there. 

I came home and told Joel about it, and after discussing it a little more, we decided that Ainsley does say quite a bit more than we give her credit for.  And, of course, last weekend she started saying more words and stringing two words together.  Her favorite phrase right now is to get in a place where she can't get herself out of and yell "I stuck!"  Here's a video of her saying she's stuck.  Of course, when I ask her what she is (thinking she'll say stuck), she points to herself and says "girl" in the video. 

They called on Monday to schedule a consultation appointment, and I went ahead and told them not to worry about it.  After going through all of it last year with Ainsley, taking her to physical therapy, her not qualifying for the state's program, etc. we've changed our minds on these type of consultations.  Ainsley will talk when she's ready. 

Joel and I had just talked about something similar the week before and we both said that with baby #2, we weren't going to worry so much about developmental milestones as we did with Ainsley.  Every child is different, and will do things on their own time.  I think we've realized that we need to be a little more laid back and let our children do things on their own time instead of trying to get them to do things before they're ready.  If Ainsley's speech doesn't improve over the next few months, I may get back in touch with the doctor, but for now we're going to see what she can do on her own.  It's so hard to know if you're doing the right thing.  They say that right around two years old is when the brain is rapidly processing new information, and it would be a good time to get started with a speech pathologist, but is it really worth all the trouble?  We don't think it is at this point.

Everything else looked great at the appointment and we don't have to go back for another year.  It would be very nice not to see the doctor again for another year, but I'm sure Ainsley will get sick sometime over the course of the year.

Last weekend, we took Ainsley to Mom's for the night while we met friends at the Elks for a Valentine's dinner/dance.  I was exhausted from little to no sleep the few days before, so I asked Mom if she'd just keep Ainsley all night and Joel and I would go to Dad's for the night, where I planned to sleep in.  They had Rowdy that weekend also, so I knew Ainsley would have a great time playing with him.  Of course, Mom didn't care, and I was ecstatic knowing I'd be able to sleep in the next morning!  Mom accused me of having other reasons for wanting her to stay the night, though.  Ainsley's fingernails needed trimmed and her toenails needed a new polish change.  She was right, they did, but I hadn't had time to do it that week.  Thankfully, Grandma Shelly never lets Ainsley's fingernails or toenails look bad.  Ainsley came home with trimmed fingernails and pretty red toenails!!!!  And, I was able to sleep in the next morning...until almost 10!

We went to the Elks for the night, where they had a comedian and band.  The comedian was terrible, but the band was really good.  They played a little bit of everything, including Lady Gaga, which made me happy!  Joel and I even stayed out until a little after 11 that night.  I thought for sure we'd be back at Dad's and in bed by then.  It was good to get out of the house and enjoy a night with friends.

Girls enjoying the night!

Two of our favorite people

Last Saturday was Hannah's first birthday party, so we ran over to Mom's to get Ainsley before heading to the party.  I think Rowdy had kept Ainsley awake and playing all morning and she hadn't taken a nap yet.  She fell asleep on the way, and surprised both of us when she didn't wake up when we got there and got her out of the car.  Joel carried her in and sat down in a recliner, where she stayed asleep the entire party!  She was so out of it; I even heard her snoring a few times while Hannah opened her presents.

This is how she was throughout the entire party...didn't wake up until we walked out the door!

Hannah didn't really care about opening her presents.  Instead, she wanted to color like Grandma Teal, who was writing down the gifts.  She did love her cake and cookies after the gifts were opened.

After Ainsley's appointment on Friday, I was in my office working while she was playing with her blocks on the floor.  I told her I was going to run to the bathroom and she could stay in my office and play with the blocks.  She didn't like that idea, and followed me into the bathroom, where she proceeded to act like she wanted to sit on the toilet and go to the bathroom.  I finished, flushed the toilet, and asked her if she needed to go potty.  She responded with "yeah", so I thought there's no better time than now.  She was trying to pull her pants down at this point, so I took her pants and diaper off of her, lifted up her shirt a little and picked her up to put her on the toilet.  Of course, neither one of us is exactly graceful, and while I was putting her down on the toilet, she straightened out her legs, and her foot went right into the toilet bowl and into the (clean) water.  Oops!!!  Not exactly a great start to our first potty training experience!  Ainsley didn't seem to mind too much, and I was able to pull her foot out and sit her down on the toilet seat the second time.  She sat there (while I held onto her) and just stared at me.  Of course, she didn't go to the bathroom, and only wanted to sit on the toilet for ten seconds or so and she was done.  At least she's taking an interest in it, though.  Since then, I've put her on the toilet three or four other times when she's asked, and it's been the same outcome.  She sits for a few seconds and then she's ready to get down. 

One of my goals for tomorrow is to get her potty chair out and into the bathroom, so she doesn't have to sit on the big toilet.  I don't think I'm going to stress potty training too much right now.  I'm afraid she'll revert when baby #2 gets here.  I'll let her try to go if she asks, but I think we're going to wait until after the baby gets here to start full time. 

I mentioned in one of my earlier posts that Ainsley hasn't liked brushing her teeth for a few months now.  I don't really know when it all changed, because she used to love brushing her teeth.  I've had to hold her down with one arm while trying my best to brush her teeth with the other hand while Ainsley fights me.  I asked her last weekend if she wanted to brush her teeth and I sat her on the bathroom counter.  To my surprise, she let me brush her teeth without a fight!  The next night I took it one step farther and let her stand on her step stool while she "brushed" her teeth.  She really just likes to put her toothbrush under the water and suck the water from it, and repeat about fifty more times. 

She's now obsessed with brushing her teeth and thinks she needs to do it ten times a day.  Every time she walks by the bathroom, she has to walk in and get her toothbrush out of the drawer and stand in there and whine.  She thinks we're going to go in and turn the water on for her, which doesn't happen!  The other night, about 1 in the morning, Ainsley woke up and started whining (like she does every night), so Joel went in and brought her in bed with us.  He laid her down on the bed and then went in to go to the bathroom.  Ainsley immediately crawled out of our bed and ran into the bathroom.  While Joel was going to the bathroom, she got up on her step stool, got her toothbrush and toothpaste out and thought she needed to brush her teeth.  AT ONE IN THE MORNING!  She thought it was the end of the world when Joel informed her she wasn't brushing her teeth at one in the morning.  She has it so rough!

Ainsley's still a little dare devil and likes to see just how much she can get away with.

I caught her in the rocking chair one day last week watching Mickey.

Stickers are still a huge hit with her, although, one night last week while Joel was suppose to be watching her, she somehow put stickers all over one of her toys.  We now have to watch her closely with the stickers.  And, she doesn't like it when you tell her she can only put stickers on a piece of paper!

I caught her with her finger up her nose the other day while bouncing on her horse while wearing her new hat.  She's one classy little girl!

Grandma Shelly got her cleaning rags and a mop for her birthday, and she likes all of it.  If only, she could really help me clean....She does like to "clean" the windows, but I end up getting more fingerprints on them than were there originally when she cleans them.  And, that's why I never clean my windows.  There is no point!

Cleaning the windows, or putting more fingerprints on them???

Ainsley doesn't like for me to even act like I'm going to put her hair in a ponytail.  She hasn't let me do anything, other than put a bow in her hair to pull her bangs out of her eyes, for quite some time now.  I decided yesterday morning that I was going to try to put her hair in pig tails, which wasn't a very good experience.  She fought me, we both screamed and yelled, and I ended up with one ponytail instead of the two I had originally planned on.  I think it probably did pull on her hair a little, and she's not used to it, so it probably hurt a little.  She didn't like it when I took it out last night either.  It was very nice not having to put her bow back in fifty times yesterday.  Putting her hair in a ponytail kept the hair out of her eyes all day.  I may try to do it again one day this week, but I need a few days off after the fight we had getting it in yesterday!

Here's a few videos from the last week.  You can see Ainsley eating a cookie here.  She also says "cookie" in it.  And, here's a video of Ainsley singing.  She usually "sings" more, but she was busy drinking the day I took the video.  I'm still trying to get a better video of her singing, because she really gets into it sometimes!

2 year pictures

We had Ainsley's two year pictures taken a few weeks ago.  I wasn't expecting much out of her, since she doesn't like to have her picture taken.  I tried to warn Lauren how big of a diva Ainsley is before she started taking pictures, but she was quickly able to see it for herself.  Ainsley wanted absolutely nothing to do with pictures.

Lauren was able to get a few good shots, though.  We started out in the little red and white checked dress that was mine as a little girl.  It was still a little big on Ainsley, but it was okay.

I don't know if Ainsley has any of my features...here's my picture from when I was 2 in this dress.  She may have my nose, and I really wanted to put her hair in pigtails, but there was no way that was happening with Ainsley!  She refuses to let me put her hair in any type of ponytail.

I bought her a new dress, which came a few days before pictures were scheduled.  It wasn't exactly what I pictured, but we went ahead with it.  I thought the dress was going to be shorter, but I wasn't about to try to find something else at the last minute!

This one cracks me up!  Her attitude shows in this one!

Once we got Ainsley into her birthday outfit and let the balloons out, she decided to perk up a little.  She loves balloons!!!  (Don't mind her scraggly hair in any of the pictures.  You're lucky if she lets you comb it, and refuses to let me do anything with it!)

If you ask Ainsley how old she is, and show her two fingers, below is what you get from her.  She can't quite figure out how to hold up only two fingers at a time! 


I'm "2"!!!

LOVE her little smile!

Pure happiness right there!!!

I hope baby #2 cooperates a little better for the camera!