(ignore dates, this was written a few weeks ago right when we got home but i was slow to get all the pics in and now they appear all crazy but you get the idea) my girl is social. i truly think she was a mess today b/c she misses her bff and because she just finished a weekend full of meeting new people. [caption id="attachment_522" align="alignleft" width="150" caption="Meet Carter Smith, Mary Watson, my dear high school girlfriend's near one year old. "]
[/caption] [caption id="attachment_523" align="alignleft" width="200" caption="do we seriously have these kids? awesome. "]
[/caption] we went on a baby tour to meet new babies in the Raleigh/Durham area that we haven't gotten the chance to meet. the friendships represent so much history, such beautiful pictures of our growing up, and it is a sheer joy to share these new little people with one another. the only catch in this dreamy picture i am painting is that i also left accepting the era of life that we are in right now.. it's foggy. meaning as much as you love someone and desire so much conversation and a bottle of wine, our aspirations are higher than our brain space. we have full tired heads, we are foggy. [caption id="attachment_532" align="alignleft" width="200" caption="Hannah kisses Baby Pen. Pen is Anna Daugird Adlard's daughter, my dear friend from Carolina days."]
[/caption] [caption id="attachment_527" align="alignleft" width="200" caption="Patrick & Ceclia, Stephen & Hannah, college roommates with their baby girls."]
[/caption] Thanks to everyone for hosting us, we loved seeing you!