It's been 4 weeks of diapers, spit up, fleeting smiles, delicious baby smells, peaceful naps and the turmoil that always follows. And of course... more than a few tears.
Logan: "Hey sis. I think I may be able to get us outta here." Lily: "I'm gonna cover my ears and pretend I never heard this." Logan: "Come on. Live a little." Lily: "We're only three weeks old and already you're rebelling."
Logan: "Now that our unbilicors have fallen off we get a real bath." Lily: "What's a bath?" Logan: "Dunno. What's an unbilicor?" Later that day... Logan: "Ok. I want my unbilicor back. That was traumatic." Lily: "No kidding."
Logan: "Geez sis, you are REALLY freaking out" Lily: "I'm a girl. It's my right to be super emotional" Logan: "Yeah. But you're starting to freak ME out" Lily: "Talk to the hand"