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... of pinspiration, etc.

 There is a really cute photo that I found on pinterest months ago and I decided that I wanted to try and recreate it with Selah. It took some foresight, but I made it happen. 
 I'm a total copy cat... but that's what pinterest is for, right?  Pinspiration.

Now for an update on our first first days back at home and some photos!

Here is a comparison of Selah and Abram's newborn photos.  I think they look a lot alike.  So does Quinn.
 
Except for loads more hair on the girl.  
Quinn's mom got into town on Tuesday and has been a huge help, taking care of Abram, holding Selah, and making sure we are all fed.  This is when she met her only granddaughter for the first time :)
Abram giving kisses.
He really likes giving Selah kisses.  So far we've kept the kisses off of her face because of the constant snot stream flowing from Brother's nose.  We focus on the top of the head and, in this video, the feet.


 
This was the first outfit I bought her when I found out we were having a girl.  I was still of the opinion that I wouldn't dress my daughter in anything super girly.  I'm still not inclined to the super girl stuff, but the more I dress her the more fun I have doing things like putting headbands and leg warmers on her.  I think I will relax my "girliness" standards soon and you will see her in a lot more pink (GASP!)

Because Quinn wants to make sure that his son stays very manly with all the headbands and leg warmers and pink around here, he's been playing with him outside a bunch and doing boy things.  Like playing with sticks...
 ... and mowing the lawn.
(Not really.  They were just pushing it back to the shed.)


And Abram has been more interested in Obie (or "Oh") recently.  Here they are hanging out on the window sill together.
 

Overall we are doing good!  I'm still in recovery mode.  I thought I was going to just snap back into normalcy very quickly, but I may have over extended myself the first few days and now I am experiencing a good amount of discomfort.  So I'm going to try and take it easy and literally lay down more often over the next few days.  Easier said than done with a newborn and a toddler.  Guess I'll have to take full advantage of my wonderful help!

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