Babies don't keep, they say, and they'd definitely be right. Now my Jillie is this tiny person on the verge of so many things. Just recently she mastered sitting. And dare I say it for risk of jinxing it--she is sleeping through the night. At least this week she is anyway. Until the next growth spurt or stage or obstacle plows into our lives yet again upsetting the balance. (I'm very grateful to be waving good riddance to the four month sleep regression.)
To mark this milestone, I coerced my family out one warm spring day to take pictures. Our wimpy winterized bodies were not prepared for 70 degree weather. It felt more like 90 as we trudged along the state park trails. Since spring just decided to stick around here in Minnesota, the trees have yet to grow leaves. There was no shade from the warm sun. My overexposed photos weren't the only casualties. Our moods definitely took a hit, too, as we stripped off layers of clothing. I did manage to capture a handful of sweet candid moments between my children that day, though, so it was worth it. Babies may not keep, but photographs do.