Dexter looks so cute sleeping. |
That's a good thing because he sleeps all of the time. |
Ierik: "Vampire bites hurt!" |
Strudel is visiting again! |
Lunar: "I want to play with the ghost dog." |
Pregnancy makes Syrah tired, she has been napping all day. |
Brenner: "Do you like your tablet?" |
Dexter: "Can you nuzzle me?" |
Strudel never leaves now, nobody minds though. |
Matching bumps! |
Syrah: "I can't wait to meet our babies." |
Hadley: "That's a good thing because this baby is coming right now!" |
Syrah: "I've never seen a birth before, what do I do?!" |
You go into labor too, that's what you do! |
Hadley: "Wait... so we're BOTH in labor?" |
Matching bumps to matching labor! |
The first baby of generation 29 is a boy! Introducing, Weston Baudelaire! |
And it's another boy! Introducing, Hyatt Baudelaire! |
They love their baby boys. |
Syrah: "Pregnancy and labor killed my back!" |
*Sparkles* |
The infant days flew by, it's time for the toddler stage! |
Weston is so cute! He's a vampire like Syrah, we're finally getting some of Clementine's genes. |
*Sparkles* |
Another vampire! Hyatt also got some of Clementine's genes. |
Hyatt: "I look cuter than Weston." |
Hadley: "My babies are adorable." |
Hadley: "Tickle Tickle!" |
It's like we have a set of twins because they're the same age and so similar. |
Nap time! Hyatt doesn't want to nap. |
I don't think Weston wants to nap either. |
But after sitting in the crib for a little while Hyatt finally passed out. |
Weston wasn't far behind him, they're on the same schedule now. |
Hadley: "I like to stay in the nursery and watch over my babies." |
Of course Dexter is sleeping too, that's the only thing he ever does. |
Weston: "I just got my first taste of this amazing milk!" |
Hyatt: "Weston is right, this is amazing." |
Brenner doing what he has done with many toddlers... teaching them how to talk! |
Hyatt: "Why is he holding a wrench?" We've been asking this forever. |
I just realized I forgot to share Dexter's traits! |
Oh those vampire babies are oh so cute.
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