We apparently have a tomboy on our hands. Liv got a bump at daycare today but took it like a champ. I was walking around the bookstore with her this afternoon (semi black eye and all) when another dad said to me, "you know she's missing a shoe, right?" My reply was "yes I know, I'm a bad father." Maybe a little too deadpan, I forget that some people don't know when I'm joking.
In front of the Christmas tree with her new reindeer friend.
Here she is biting my nose. This is a lot more painful than it looks.
Dad-get out of my shot!
We're working on some action shots of Nina pulling a sled with Olivia riding shotgun for Christmas. So far Nina's not taking to the antlers very well.
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