Elora, 8 months

Another month of precious babyhood has flown.  Elora has been our bright spot in an otherwise slow and uneventful summer.  We each find silly ways to tease out her squeals and smiles every day.

loose ends

Do you ever find yourself going in so many directions that you're not at all sure which way you are going... at that very moment?  Which way is up?  Which way down? 

Elora, 7 months

How is it the end of June already?  If I could I would stop time to savor this squishy baby and her smiles and her squeals at just this delicious moment awhile longer.