As we were eating dinner tonight and I looked at Rylee covered in peach juice, hair sticking up, standing in her high chair and cheerios stuck to various body parts; I thought about how much dinner time has changed over the last year. When Rylee was first born, Clint and I wondered if we would ever have a peaceful dinner together again because one of us was always consoling the screaming baby. Now we either feed Rylee first and peacefully eat after she has gone to bed or we have a messy, yet fun filled family dinner! I am positive that as Rylee continues to grow dinner time will too evolve :)
Also including a picture of Rylee looking chic in her sunglasses!