A few years ago we brought these three little ones together for the first time:
|Riley, Maren, and Zoë (July 2015)|
Two and a half years later we got them back together:
|Riley, Maren, and Zoë (November 2017)|
It sure was hard to get them to smile at the same time!
|Zoë and Maren (November 2017)|
|Maren and Zoë (July 2015)|
|Maren and Zoë (2017)|
Maren is about a month older than Zoë, and Arwyn is about a month older than Alexander.
We had to take some pictures of Arwyn and Alex together, naturally. Arwyn is the quietest little thing (though she does love to coo) and is content to lie still, for the most part. Alexander, on the other hand, is constantly squeaking and grunting and wriggling and rolling (he can't quite roll completely over yet but he can rock from side to side (and, let's be honest, if I ever put him down for any length of time, would probably be rolling by now...but he's usually up and out of harm's way)).
We were laughing about the array of pictures I took of the two of them because Alexander was squirming all over the place, while Arwyn was more or less in the same position for every single shot!
When he found her arm he really grabbed on...
...and decided to give her a taste...
They sure are cute together!
There he goes, stretching again:
Here's a picture of me holding both Arwyn and Alexander (there's nothing better than an armful of baby!):
While we had Grandpa Frank over, we decided we should get a four-generation picture:
|Four generations of Heiss men|
And we got a generation picture for Emily, too, of course:
Eventually everyone looked at the camera:
Here's Grandma and Grandpa enjoying their newest grandbabies (and Zoë):
Here's Alexander wearing the onesie my friend Crystal sent for him (thanks, Crystal):
When I brought him downstairs wearing it this morning, Rachel asked if she could hold him, and then I had to run get the camera because it's such a nerdy onesie and Rachel was in such nerdy pyjamas (storm trooper jammies, if you couldn't tell, and Alexander is in a Harry Potter onesie)...
I definitely look like I've been playing at the park with a zillion kids, but at least we got the picture together!
Lastly, we had to get a picture of little Arwyn Delsa with her great-grandmother Delsa (Karen's mom):
Emily was feeling sad that she couldn't have a picture of four generations of women, but we made it happen (and I think it turned out great):
I have many more pictures (and stories) where these came from (and eventually I may get them all sorted out and written down but for now I wanted to throw these up).