These girls get cuter and cuter and cuter...
These two are buds. When they are suppose to be napping we can hear cute baby noises and giggles. When one of them gets hurt the other one cries tears of hurt. Rosemary is becoming a walker, she practices everyday. Eleanor will not tip her own cup back, because why would she, her dad is wrapped around her teeny tiny little finger.
And some things never change...
Eleanor's first word was "Oscar." Rosemary's first word was not as distinct but we are surprised it wasn't "shut the fuck up!"
