Saturday

Per our almost weekly ritual, we went to Nana's on Saturday and had a lovely visit with Uncle Mike and Nana. Our intention was to walk the trail and we did (although I left the camera at the house accidentally)but found to our surprise that it still had at least six inches of slushy snow in most places. Gabe donned his Indy outfit for the adventure, and I wrapped Rilla in the moby where she promptly fell asleep. Nana was willing to help Zach out as he slipped around on the trail, having worn the rain boots I was sure he would need, which have zero tread.

uncle Mike is always willing to hold Rilla for me, which she loves

Is it ridiculous that I find her newest trick, spitting, so cute?

Before we left for Nana's I put together the walker for Rilla (by put together I mean popped the wheels into place and attached straps but still - I am so glad someone finally realized that sometimes the Mom gets stuck assembling baby paraphernalia, so it should all be built as simply as possible).  She loves it already, and zooms around - backwards, of course - until she gets stuck, at which point she nicely lets us know she could use some help.