A few Sundays ago, we grubbed and hung out at the Cookman picnic. The food was plenty, the green space to run free was plenty, and the cute babies were a-plenty as well. Harmony's great-aunt Karen (my pastor's sister, some of you may remember her because she sang at my wedding) is holding Harmony and of course, I am with Evie.
First Harmony touches Evie
... then Evie touches Harmony.
Everyone look this way at the camera.
Then we look down. Notice: Harmony's lower lip is starting to poke out, that can only mean....
... upset face!!! Evie can't understand why Harmony is crying. "She's teething? What are teeth?" Oh boy, our time is coming soon, I'm sure of it.
First Harmony touches Evie
... then Evie touches Harmony. 
Everyone look this way at the camera.
Then we look down. Notice: Harmony's lower lip is starting to poke out, that can only mean.... 
... upset face!!! Evie can't understand why Harmony is crying. "She's teething? What are teeth?" Oh boy, our time is coming soon, I'm sure of it.
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