out-takes

This angel's got the pout of all pouts...
pretty effective too - who can resist that?!

Side note:
Yesterday I cried... twice. I'm not into crying - maybe it was hormones (this is what happens when you grow up in a house full of boys - you have to be tough and you learn how to not cry - so now I get super embarrassed anytime I show a lot of emotion). ANYWAY... The first was because Kalea had been crying for an hour straight (she's not feeling great) and at that point both girls were crying uncontrollably. I didn't know what else to try to calm her, so we all sat down and cried together. definitely hormones. I consider myself very blessed that Kalea is generally an easy going happy baby - Omi would scream for 4 hours straight when she was little with colic. I don't remember how we made it through those few months, but we did, and she is extra delightful now. I think also, looking back, that those hours and hours spent calming her helped to bond us even more deeply.

Ok, back on subject. The second time... Kalea would cry any time I would put her down, but I needed a bathroom break, etc. etc. I laid her on a blanket and sure enough, WAAAAAAA GRRR AAAAA ARRAAAAAAWWWAAAA! Naomi got down on her tummy next to Kalea and started talking to her and showing her the toy she was playing with. Kalea stopped crying. Gave Naomi her undivided attention and some beautiful smiles. Omi gently touched her cheek and ran her hand across her fuzzy head comforting her, she danced around and Kalea would twist her little body to follow every move she made, then she picked one of her favorite books (The B Book) and brought it over to read to Kalea.

It was tender and sweet and I felt such tremendous gratitude for the blessing of being sisters.