
Peter after a bath.
Pieper loves to hold Peter unless he starts to cry... He likes to look at her.

Pieper loves to climb, anything, anywhere, she climbs it.




I gave her the basket and said go get the eggs and she went crazy... well, I only had six eggs for her to find but she did very well.


Showing off her eggs
Hey, wait a minute... there is something in these eggs!




Picking up shells

All Three....
Grandma had the magic touch with Peter, I would try for some time to get him calmed down or get a burp out, Grandma took him and within minutes he was quiet.
I know I have said this before but it bears repeating. My mom is the greatest. Not only did she put up with me for three and a half weeks but Pieper and Peter took to her without any trouble at all! I have had a much better recovery this time around and I give some credit to the doctor and nurse I had at the hospital but I know it was having Mom here doing so much for us that made all of the difference in the world. She put her life on hold and left all of her plants to the deer [:)]to come out and help and I am very grateful. I have always know how lucky I was to have such wonderful parents, but it is truly amazing to have it proven to you over and over again no matter how old or how far away I am.