Firecrackers and crawlers

Well here we are 10 months! Busy doesn't even describe how crazy our household is with TWO crawling babies. Needless to say my house is baby land. I find myself spending more time chasing after the girls than anything. Blogging, Scrapbooking, laundry and other chores have been pushed aside. Unless they are asleep or contained there is no taking my eyes off of them :)
sigh... the older they get the harder it is to take a picture

"girls look at mommy, Joelle don't grab the sign! Lillian just a second!" oh my.. I am really starting to teach them the word "No"

Miss Lilly pie on the fourth of July. Joelle- the only mode I catch her in these days.

The three of us- yeah I am that cheesy mom that likes to dress the gilrs like me :)

Don't mind the hair...not only had it been raining all day but the humidity was not kind to me either.

July 3- the night of Grandma and Grandpa Salsberry's party

Another rainy day, so we stayed inside and had a "drink" :)

Joelle- not a fan of the bows. Love the baby blues. oh the sweetness of the baby blues.

She is kind of a mommy's girl :)

Playing with Daddy

The ornery smile.

Come and get me!

Time seems like it is going faster and faster everyday. They are constantly doing new things and their little personalities are shining through.

Joelle- she knows how she wants things, don't forget it is right now- not a second later, beginning to be a Daddy's girl ,my outgoing, chubby cheeked, giggly girl. * She doesn't like bananas and loves veggies, could care less for puffs and only eats on her clock- not yours. *SIGH* I love her.

Lillian- my shy, independent, self soother. She loves her mommy and is very anxious if she is out of sight. She loves to eat anything, and sounds like a honking little goose when she laughs. But she has a look that could melt your heart and make you cry when she is frightened or her feelings are hurt- that little lip just quivers. *sigh* I love her.

I cannot wait to see how their relationship develops as they get older. They play and babble to one another and almost have their own secret language that is only in one tone- screaming. I cherish EVERY moment. Working in hospice helps one realize that every moment in life is a gift.