Who's that knocking at my door
Last night as I was making dinner I noticed a shadow lingering at my front door. I leaned over to get a better glimpse, thinking that maybe the UPS guy was delivering a package. But it was Jeff and it was better than a package. It was Nadia, coming over for her first visit.
And she is adorable. All the photos I've received so far just do not do her justice. She is cute and little and looking at her makes you want to have another baby. Or at least have this one move in next door.

She's all bundled up because she's from Scottsdale and doesn't know what to do with herself in this cold weather. Her reaction is mostly to hibernate, which is funny because that's how I feel most of the time too.

Sophie loves her and keeps saying "Hi Nadia" because it is our belief that you must introduce yourself to babies hundreds of times a day.

She just dropped in for a little show and tell. But it's okay, she's coming back in about a week for a sleep over. Then she's mine. All mine.
And she is adorable. All the photos I've received so far just do not do her justice. She is cute and little and looking at her makes you want to have another baby. Or at least have this one move in next door.

She's all bundled up because she's from Scottsdale and doesn't know what to do with herself in this cold weather. Her reaction is mostly to hibernate, which is funny because that's how I feel most of the time too.

Sophie loves her and keeps saying "Hi Nadia" because it is our belief that you must introduce yourself to babies hundreds of times a day.

She just dropped in for a little show and tell. But it's okay, she's coming back in about a week for a sleep over. Then she's mine. All mine.

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