Vacation!

We spent last week in Newport, taking advantage of the great weather and the empty beaches. (And hitting every bakery in a 10-mile radius.) Lil is still waking up each morning and saying, "Beach? Beach?" The kid likes her sand.

We also saw pretty much everyone in our immediate family, which was great because we get to tell them in person that I'm pregnant! We're expecting a boy at the end of March. Lil has no idea what's headed her way. Or maybe she does--the last two weeks she's been intermittently so fussy and sleeping poorly, almost like she's a newborn again. I know it's probably the molars I can feel pushing through. But maybe she knows more than she's letting on??