Numero Dos....

You gotta love baby number two..... not only do they always seem a bit more laid back and easier to manage than your first, but you actually have a clue as to what you are doing as a mom the second time around. I am amazed how I could hear Jake (my first) sigh heavily from two floors away and I would be bolting up the stairs to check on him, while Riley (my second) could be yelling at the top of her lungs and I literally do not hear her. Ahhh, motherhood.... Here is a super sweet little number two and her big brother who live down the street. Told you all my neighbors are gorgeous....