officially out of the squishy newborn stage.

Don't photo shoots always end this way?

The boys swear she crawled yesterday. (Meaning she was on her tummy like this and scooted forward maybe a centimeter.) I can't say I'm too happy about her no longer being a cuddly newborn, but obviously I think she's cute enough to post a million pictures of her.

Also, these pictures of Isla reminded me of Everett, a little older, here.