One morning I sat all the girls (and Max, at his request) down to do their hair. By the time I finished, the little ones were insisting that their babies needed their hair done, too. (I decided not to tell them that these babies were, in fact, bald. Maybe she picked up on that when she insisted, "Baby needs bow!")
I'm amazed that in the whole week we never had an accident with our newly potty trained niece. In fact, she was very encouraging to Max, as he insisted he needed to potty every time she did:
And though they fought over toys like any toddlers (our most-heard refrain from the week: "Mine!"), they really were inseparable, even cleaning each other up:
We are so lucky to have their family so close, and that the kids are so close in age! It really is a joy to see them interact and love each other so much.