We are adapting to a life without pools.

I was digging through storage yesterday and found this princess dress that I got from my aunt Sylvia before Eleanor was born.

I wish I'd had the video camera on as I was putting it on her. I wish I'd been taking these photos anywhere but downstairs, where the lighting is terrible and my clothes are drying on a rack in the background.

But I will love these photos anyway, because I will never, ever recapture how delighted she was with herself.

And then today we went in the backyard and blew bubbles. Come down here, bubbles!

Come back here, bubbles!

I gotchyew, ground-bubbles.

Oh my, bubbles!