Fred’s going to be three months old on Friday and the last update out of our camp was to tell you all that he was two months old. I live in a perpetual state of not knowing what day it is; an ongoing Groundhog Day of playgrounds, grocery stores, piles of laundry, and piles of diapers. I do intend to have a proper post for you all, soon—I have piles of half written posts in drafts and even more rolling around my head. The key, of course, is finding time to share them. Until then, a picture post. Nyana and Fred, as seen on Instagram.
And of course, it wouldn’t be a good picture post without a video or two. In the first, Nyana gets stuck in her crib. In the second, she decides that brothers aren’t so bad after all, as long as they will play with you.