"noah chain," as sage affectionately calls her sister, is growing up. she's not a delicate, flimsy newborn anymore and it makes me excited and mournful. she still needs to take "sleep through the night 101" from sage, but couldn't be more thrilled about bathing. i can always calm her down with a bath. in my sink. in my sink accented by hunter green laminate counter tops.
nora would not fall asleep the other night, so we just played with her instead. wait, that's what the sleep books say to do, right? nate got her to laugh so hard. in those moments, it's clear she has our hearts.
she is attentive and smiley. she instantly calms down with music. she rolls with the punches and lets sage drape necklaces on her, "hug" (smother) her, and recite things mama says to her ("nora, we don't whine. please be kind.").
stay little, nora jane.
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