maybe in a few decades, helena

sooooo... funny story. At night, Logan keeps her breast pump at the foot of our bed for easy access. In the morning, Helena and James usually come storming into our room, full of smiles or tears, depending on whether or not James has woken Helena by ripping her hair out (it happens). One recent morning, we were all hanging out in our bed as a family, I had gotten up to do one thing or another, and I notice Helena starting to take off her clothes. This isn't unusual, as she likes to play dress-up, and sometimes plays dress-down. Well, things start to get hilarious, and awkward, as she, naked but for a diaper, picks up the pump cups and holds them up to her own chest, and turns on the pump. Um, yes Helena, that's what they're for. But not for babies, for mommies.

She also loves to hold the babies, though can be a bit distracted. We hold Helena and the help her hold the babies, and while sometimes she stays focused, it's good to have your own arms as a backup when she decides that the bird outside the window is more exciting than her little brother or sister. She's so very... maternal. It's wonderful!