Bed head and Babies

Miranda's hair is finally coming in. We are so proud that she has enough hair to get bed head. Honestly, there have been more than a few mornings recently when Zane and I would have rather stayed in bed than face the day. But waking up to a little girl whose hair looks like this brings a much needed chuckle to our lives.

With little Babykins on his or her way, Zane and I have been talking to Miranda a lot about babies. We point them out to her when we are in public and tell her that Babykins is going to live with us when he/she grows a little bit bigger. While she is still clueless about how her world will be rocked this fall, she is starting to pick up on some of this baby talk. A few days ago, I put raspberries in her oatmeal, and she talked all morning about eating "raspbabies" for breakfast. Miranda was recently given a new-to-us bathing suit to wear this summer. She immediately requested to wear her "baby suit" and proudly ran around the house the rest of the day in her "baby suit." And every bird we see outside is a "baby bird," every tree a "baby tree," every flower a "baby flower." You get the point.