Just like our son did, Abi has a “fussy time.” Some doctors call it colic. Other doctors say there’s no such thing as colic. Those doctors should visit our house between 7:30 and 9:00 in the evening.
Anyway, I was on the computer, just after we’d put Ben to bed, and it occurred to me that Abi wasn’t screaming bloody murder, like she usually does at this time of night. I went out to make sure everything was OK, and this is what I saw:
It reminded me of this picture, from not that long ago: Nic doing her thing (this time it was dishes) and keeping the baby bouncing so it wouldn’t cry.