Whenever we go to the lake house, Samara sleeps like we've had her awake the past 10 days in a row. This past weekend was no different. Long naps, followed by even longer nights of sleep. Not that I am complaining. Here are some photos of the little one.
My father and stepmom had a singalong featuring all their favorites of the 60's. I joined in for Puff, of course. The little one, she slept:
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This is Samara's favorite rock she visits with Oma:
1 comment:
I am envious. Oh, so very envious. Now, about that phone call Samara needs to make to Isabella about sleeping. The best times to reach her are...ANYTIME, because she's certainly not sleeping!
;)
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