We beat Grandma and Papa to Blackwell Tuesday evening and killed time on the front porch admiring their flowers and counting rolly pollies. Well, we counted and Sam actually ate some.
Patiently waiting for Papa to pull into the drive.
Miss Molly showed her patriotism in red and white stripes on the 4th.
A morning catnap on mommy's shoulder.
Grandma's turn...which means I'm next. FINALLY.
While we took turns snuggling with Molly, Sam entertained himself in his crib...with my iPhone.
Putting on her swimming suit for the first time.
Such a doll! Aunt Susan brought Molly a suit all the way from Hawaii. Aloha!
Aunt Susan, admiring her purchase and our Hawaiian princess.
I LOVE this face!
Aw shucks! Now I have two miniatures to compete with - Sam AND Molly. Nobody likes me, everybody hates me, guess I'll go eat worms! Or, in Sam's case, rolly pollies.
Henry couldn't stay upset for long...Molly is irresistible.
In love with his baby cousin
No outfit is complete until you accessorize!
After one round in Happy's pond, Sam was pooped. He collapsed on Papa Bo's bed...and didn't move a muscle for hours.
Sam wasn't the only one snoozing...check out how Papa Bo keeps one eye closed, while his other eye stays glued to the golf game. Such talent!
Preparing to take her first dip. Look at that face...she was eyeing the water and psyching herself up.
But fear overcame her.
And mom knows the only way to overcome fear, is to face it.
Not so bad, eh Molly?
The Rosales Family
The Rosales Family. Flexing.
MY cousin Mollie, and her beau, Casey.
If only there were words.
Sam finally woke up and cuddled with Grandmother Shirley
And of course, when Sam wakes up, Henry finally falls asleep. Just my luck.
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