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... of Venice

Only without the history... and the beauty... and the boats. 

The streets of Dubai are not designed to be able to drain massive amounts of water because the very rarely need to.  However Friday was one of those rare days and we enjoyed a very long, wet, and trafficy drive home from church that day.  We are so glad we decided to buy a large SUV for many reasons, and the ability to wade through foot deep water on the highway turned out to be one of them.  So that was a fun day.  We came home to discover that our roof and windows were also not designed to be able to handle large amounts of rain and had a very wet rug, some wet pillows and a wet kitchen floor.  So, while I normally like rain, I am kind of hoping it doesn't do that again for quite a while.

I wanted to share a few adorable pictures of Abram being enamored with Selah.  I have recently become aware of how I talk to Selah, because I've realized that Abram copies me.  Whenever he talks to her, he squints his eyes and kind of grits his teeth and talks in a high pitched voice. 
It's pretty cute.  And she thinks he is the bee's knees. 
Don't let these pictures fool you.  She's usually smiling when she's around him. Quinn and I could not get her to smile for us a few day ago after her nap.  I almost thought something was wrong.  She was literally staring me down and then wrinkling her eyebrows when I was doing things that would normally get her to smile.  So I gave up and put her in her high chair.  Abram came over and stood in front of her and started smiling and talking to her and she was beaming within seconds.  And from that point on that night she was incredibly happy.  Not sure what that was about, but Abram seemed to know the trick!

Selah's solid food eating consists largely of orange fruits and vegetables, so we have another orange nosed baby on our hands.  I fished out a comparison picture of Abram from the same age just to see.  It seems like he may have been a little more orange than her.  Which is good, because it's not the most adorable of features.
Who am I kidding?  Whatever color noses these kids might have would not take away from how adorable they are.  

But maybe I'm biased...


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