Her mother's child

While the debate still stands with who the babes looks like...my mom insists she looks like me when I was born, and my sister R insists that she looks more and more like my mom, she is definitely my daughter. See..when I sleep no matter how hot or cold it is, I must always have a foot or something outside of the covers. Even when I was pregnant, something had to stick out. Even after the hubs covered me back up, the unexposed extremity would be exposed again. Babes does the same thing. Today, while taking a nap, I had her pjs covering her up all the way to her piggies, and then put a blanket on her...apparently, she didn't like it either...


And, just for good measure, here is a picture of the sweet babes with her Nana.

And just because...her cousin Shae...
I promise the babes is not crying because Shae is holding her. She's crying because I believe it was time to eat. Notice the cabbage patch kid..not really sure where that came from, but I started noticing it at Nana and Pop-Pop's when the babes was born.