Henry, let me read you a story.

Nana, watch us go up the stairs ourselves!

Nana sent us this massive cardboard house. We finally just took it outside in played in it everyday until it disinegrated.

Like my house?

Knock! Knock!

Nana, let's read this book!

Love, love, love.

Mommy and daughter self-portrait.

It doesn't hurt if I bounce like this, Daddy, right?

Chore time!

Squeezy applesauce is YUM!

Mommy says we played like this for twenty minutes
before grabbing at each other.

I do love trains!

Um, Miranda? Can you go back to your side, please?

Did you just take one of my trains over there?

Mommy, I think she's taking my trains.

See?