First Wednesday of The New Year

If Logan is here it must be Wednesday.

Wednesdays are great; but, some Wednesdays are even better. Sometimes Julieanna brings Cora out to play with Logan. And now, she brings Hazel for Grandma and Grandpa to play with too.


Hazel doesn't play the same nor as long. Imagine, Hazel is one month old already.


When Grandpa got Hazel the girls swarmed. I felt like I was being overrun by kittens. They are enamored of the baby and curious. When Grandma got up to get the camera the two had to check and pose.




Everything is okay so, back to the baby. They wanted to talk to Grandpa and touch the baby. As Cora says, "She's so cute." I only had to give them their due and they were wonderful about me holding Hazel.

She still seems so tiny. And Cora is right.

Hazel is light and balanced. Just a perfect fit for my hands. Dark, dark blue eyes and a blank stare.

Of course a lot of the time (during the day) her eyes are closed and she rests in peaceful repose.


She didn't wake when I laid her in our antique bassinet. Time to play with the big girls.

After all these years, koosh balls are still popular with the little ones. The texture and motion fascinates them.

In my absence the two year-olds commandeer my chair. This is the look of only very slightly feeling ...

NOT guilty as much as caught red-handed.


But Logan wasn't alone in this operation. Although not in the chair, Cora was right there in support of the coup.


The change in facial expression and body language is pretty amazing. To me at least.


All the while, Hazel continues to sleep like an innocent lamb.