Miss Ali

 This summer we had a great babysitter, Miss Ali, who came a few hours each week to hang out with the kids while I would go to the library to work.  She was a great sport and rolled with all the transitions the kids went through this summer.  James went from a little baby who could barely sit up on his own to a crawling, eating playful little boy.  Alma went from the kid who screamed when I left to someone who would scream with joy when she saw Miss Ali's car pull up.

Unfortunately, James would still cry when I came home as he realized that he missed me.  Here we are trying to snap a picture after I came home and James wanted more hugs from me.