All I Want For Christmas. . .

. . . is a healthy niece or nephew. My older sister Melisa is visiting this week. Her second child is scheduled to join his or her big brother Quentin just two days before Christmas. I had fun taking some maternity pictures of her outside today - isn't she beautiful?





When Erin was here taking my maternity pictures in March, I was pretty sure I was the worst portrait subject ever - I'm very uncomfortable having my picture taken, especially when I'm feeling large and pregnant, and I complained endlessly about having them done (what a nice way to thank a great friend for doing me a favor, right?). Well my sister can have that title. She kept making terrible faces and complaining until I got her to think about Quenny dancing - then I got some pretty great shots.

I love my big sister. I am certain that Caroline will have a great relationship with William someday, but I am sort of heartbroken that she doesn't have a sister. Cause I love having mine so much.

FYI, in case you are curious, Caroline is convinced that Melisa's baby is a girl, and she wants to name it Bea or Zucchini. Or possibly Bea Zucchini (get it?). I can't wait to hold you in my arms, sweet baby. I love you already.