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Check out this head of hair.

I’m an aunt again.

Georgia is a big sister. Baby Isabelle arrived last night. She's beautiful, with a full head of dark hair, and her mom is doing great. Pictures to come.

The fourth.

 

The many faces of G.

Pretty.

Very important poll.

Georgia's little sister (due to arrive late August) needs a name. Click here to cast your vote. Their last name is Reed, so it's really hard to go wrong.

Pigtails run in the family.

I put these pictures up on Facebook, but then I realized Sparky would never see them. G's reading Parenting magazine here, but she also seems to enjoy the Hammer Times.

Spider hands.

At first, I thought the drawing below – by little Z – was a family tree: Grandma and Grandpa, me and my sister, our girls, and Z. My sister and I are right next to each other, same level, and little G seems to extend from her. But given Z herself is the giant on the right, I guess it's just a picture of our family and our relative importance. She got G's fabulous hair right, and it appears Grandpa has no hands. N is directly next to Z, which is where she always seems to want to be. And we're all wearing some pretty snazzy culottes. That's Christmas!

Me and my sister are right together because she can't ever tell my us apart anyway, though clearly one of us looks more like a monkey, the other more like a mouse.

Xmas 08.

There were only a few clouds in the blue sky. At 3:00, the turkey looked just about done. We had ice cream in the freezer for later.

Naw, really it looked more like this:

 

Sweet Georgia Brown.

Captivity.

Really, the beauty is in watching the whole slide show of G and Janers and the real-live baby tiger at the mall. I don't think G's afraid of the animal so much as of sweet Jane, who gets more and more crazy-eyed as it goes along. Thankfully, the tiger seems to stay quite calm. But here's a sample.

Gr. I do not know why I can't put the pictures where I want them. Forgive my scrap-booky chaos.

Nice boots, G.

Little Sweet was a "rathead hunter" for Halloween. She had fun, though she said she had to drop off her bow and arrow because it just got too heavy. I don't have pictures (or really, geez, my own visual image), but here is my niece, Supergirl. I hope they called her in to take care of whatever's killing all the dogs where she is.