Sage, Miles and Ruby doing their best to pose.
The girls decked out in the outfits Aunt Lucy sent them.
We are still guessing the girls might be identical. We can only tell them apart now by a tiny birthmark.
Big Brother is watching you
The crying wouldn't stop.
Not sure how I made it through the day. The crying didn't affect me much the first 30 minutes or so. After an hour I felt my stress levels rise and my annoyance rise with it. After four hours I was mental toast. No, I wasn't standing there doing nothing. I was doing all I knew how; check the diaper, check if hungry, check if cold, check if lonely or bored. The kid screamed bloody murder almost the whole time, even with my finger in his mouth. He is crying at this very moment, in fact, thank goodness someone else is trying to deal with him. Mom isn't having much luck with him either. The culprit is Miles. The only thing that has quieted him momentarily is milk. At first I was amazed he didn't tire himself out with crying, but the boy has some endurance! He went 20 timed minutes of screaming without a break. I'm sure someone is going to say "Are you sure the kid isn't sick?" No, I'm not 100% sure but I'm 90% sure he is just making us appreciate his quiet sister more. I'm hoping tomorrow is a quieter day or that I can find my earplugs.
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