The Burmeister Dynasty

The babies keep coming. I have two more (fingers crossed) this week! Your favorite people & mine–Sam & Christin Hart–came over to celebrate the 4th at our casa. We grabbed the last bit of sunshine in our yard for pictures of the girls.

I’ve been doing Caydance’s photo each year, so I suppose it’s a tradition now. Selah is 6 weeks older than Micah and has plenty of hair to donate to his cause. How embarrassing for him.

I like my fuzzy baby.

In other news, Caydance managed to fill her fingernails with dirt from my garden. That’s 1 point for Jamul.

Here’s a couple results from “hey, let’s take a romp in my dill patch and laugh at the dog licking through the fence!” I think Sable proved his worth in tagging along for child photos.

You sure can’t tell from these photos, but Caydance is NOT a fan of the tutu. That’s 2 points for Jamul.

I’m pretty sure she’s also throwing down gang signs.

And here’s Selah doing her thing.

And this is what Micah would look like as a girl, or as himself with hair:

We cleared off the dinner dishes and put her on the table to catch that last little moment of golden California sunshine. Oh, I just gave away the secret.

I realize the lighting’s not perfect on this one, but what can you do when the sun is going down and you have a child trying to crawl off the table?

Gracias, Hart familia, for a happy fourth!