




Sure, it's a predictable title. But really, could there be any other?
Sylvie's pals out in Colorado, Boden and Beck Hamilton, sent her a whole TON of balls for her birthday. And when I say a ton, I mean three hundred. Undoubtedly their dad (the best man at our wedding? The one who dropped his drawers during his toast?) thought they'd end up all over the house, annoying Sylvie's Dad. But it turns out they also make her ball pit just exponentially more fun.
You'll also note in these shots that Sylvie is going through something of a new phase. She HATES shirts. Diapers too, but mostly shirts. Great phase for the start of winter...
Anyhow, I love the photos I caught of Syl in the ball pit. The first is my new favorite. The kid's little head is so round, she looks like one of the balls!
More in the November Gallery.




















