Poor Lucy...

It was very gloomy out this morning, hence the darkness of this picture. Tessa helped pick out Morgan's outfit this morning and it cracked me up when she pulled out this shirt with writing on it. I asked her what it said and she answered, "Daddy rocks." You may recall from a previous post that Tessa has a shirt that reads Daddy Rocks. I had to regretfully inform her that it said, "Little Brother."

And here is Tessa going "night night" underneath about 4 blankets. She looked so warm and cozy in her little cocoon the other evening.
And here is the connection to the post's title. Tessa is convinced that when she is wearing princess shoes and this lovely white crown that she is getting married (usually to Ariel...I don't think she quite understands what getting married means). After she married Ariel yesterday morning, she decided that Lucy should also marry Ariel. Our saint of a dog let Tessa put the crown and princess shoes on her without complaint, and kept them on until Tessa took them off. It was quite hysterical!
We seem to be getting along well these days. There definitely was a transition period with Tessa, and I have gone through two rounds of mastitis already, hence why we are now switching to formula. Pain, pain, pain is all I can say for that...and we definitely aren't getting a ton of sleep, but that is to be expected.

Tessa is doing much better in her role as big sister. We had an EXTREMELY whiny week or two in there, but she is getting used to Morgan being around. In fact, when she woke up this morning, the first thing she asked was where baby Morgan was. Too cute!