Last week we went on a walk in Waikiki and stopped at the famous Duke statue.
On the long, hot walk back to the car, Indigo threw up. A lot.
My girl is a tough one and didn't even cry.
After sitting down in the shade and drinking lots of water
Indigo got up and walked the rest of the way. No big deal.
Violet is fully mobile now and wears her battle scars proudly
(rug burn on her nose from face planting off the sofa)
Indigo and Hazel cuddling with Daddy on his (rare) lazy Sunday morning off
Linking up with Che & Fidel for
"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, for 2013"