Big Baby is obsessed with giving Clara her binky whenever she finds one but she always tries to put it in her mouth backwards.

Big Baby giving Baby Sissy (what Olive calls Clara) kisses.

Then Gwen wanted in on the action too.

As hard as they tried to console her, Clara was done.

And MAD.

I just hope they love each other this much when they are teenagers.

Ragamuffins.

rag·a·muf·fin: noun \ˈra-gə-ˌmə-fən\: a ragged often disreputable person; especially : a poorly clothed often dirty child

Well, at least mine were dressed.

It’s nothing to be sad about though. I still love them.

It should read, “No babies allowed”. Also, I’m not exactly sure how “allowed” became “allowem”. Nevertheless, this sign makes me smile every time I see it.

I find it a bit ironic that it actually reads, “Mo babies” as if they were saying more babies are allowed, in which case this sign is very appropriate after all.

For one thing, Olive does not like to be still for any amount of time.

Sometimes one of the girls decides to pull a little attitude, which inevitably rubs off on the other.

Like I said before, not much can keep this toddler down. Plus, she decided to fall and hit her forehead on the bookshelf right before out little photo session. It was great timing!

Then if one girl sees something shiny, they all have to check it out. Distracted much?

And finally in the end, after about 50 pictures, there are only a handful that actually work. But the ones that turn out like this are by far my favorites.

I can only imagine that’s how her hands felt after she came inside to get warm.

Why is it so hard to find waterproof gloves for little hands? I think it’s time to get serious about having good/protective winter gear.

My name is Gwen and I am silly.

My name is Inez and I’m a gypsy for Halloween.

Now onto figuring out their shoes. I hate that part.

Post edit:
I apparently need to should give a shout out to Dave who cut the skull and cross bones out for me, and adhered it to the bag. Thanks for your help babe, YTB.

Anyway, the other night I was in the office and when I walked into the living room, I was surprised to see her asleep on the chair. I hadn’t heard her at all, she was as quiet as a mouse.

It was cute but also kind of sad. I think we need to upgrade her mattress very soon.

But I finally finished her costume last night and I have to say, I’m pretty proud of myself. It’s not even October yet! Now I just need to find the right shoes.

And I should give a shout-out to my seam-ripper. I don’t know what I’d do without it.

One costume down, one to go.

Gwen wants to brush her sister’s hair. Olive just wants to get out of there.

Olive is hanging out doing her thing. Gwen comes along and gets up in her space. Olive pushes Gwen with her feet (because she’s a baby and pushes anything that comes in contact with her feet). Gwen laughs and laughs, thinking it’s a game.

Gwen loves her little sister. Olive loves her big sister, but sometimes just wants her own space.

Fin.