Rare Sightings

You hear a lot about my Mom helping out with the babies (we're nominating her for sainthood later this year), but there's another silent hero lurking around our house. That person would be my Dad.

Every week he comes to clean and mow our yard, plays best friend to Lavender and Bailey and occasionally he'll even hold a crying baby. It's the holding of a crying baby that we've found very rare and difficult to document.

Finally, over the weekend we caught a glimpse of this rare moment.