Not the greatest pictures of our squirmy girl (and if that is going to be our only mirror in the house, I know I need to clean it), but I had to get some documentation of our blueberry before I can no longer stretch the cotton over her belly.
Aunt Kathleen knows my inability to resist devouring pounds of blueberries in one sitting, and an Ari dressed as a 16+ pound blueberry is no exception–cannot stop nibbling at those thighs!
And, just because who can resist a babe in a fedora:
Or a pom-pom hat:
Next up this week:
anna in med school 