In response to BOTH comments already on this post, I'm not sure exactly what happened. We were at some friends house for a party. I was holding Julia and playing with a little squishy toy that shoots air out when you squeeze it. I was puffing the air at her face - I don't know if it was just the dry air of Colorado, the little puffs of air in her face, or her giggling so hard, or a combination of them all... I just know when Julia gets a bloody nose (and now that I think of it... she does get them regularly) it is like a faucet. SO needless to say, I quickly excused myself from the party, got her home and into the bath. ahhhh fatherhood.

watch out for bloody noses...



Nothing a sudsy bath can't fix:

Watch her neck when she laughs...

Fox sang in a Pirate Musical at school... Yarrrr....




Picnic in the Living Room:




Here are some snapshots of my girls...