The North Terrace

Artemis has started to take hold of her bottle (not totally by herself but enough) to pull it in and out and in and out and in and out (you get the drift) during her feed. It makes for a longer feed but it keeps her happy, busy and feeling like she’s really accomplishing something.

Today was such a nice day that we decided to have a BBQ on the “North Terrace” (that's Ed's name for it, I call it the “Front Deck, smile). The kids put on their sun gear (more to protect them from the mosquitos) and we thought that they looked like “Indiana Jones” and “Wilhelmina” from the “Temple of Doom” (drool and all).