Fish! Peshke!

Luli has recently observed that we have a fish tank right outside one of the front windows. Her Uncle Erik decided buy lots of pretty fish, a huge tank, tons of accessories, and then go off to college and leave us to worry about the green sludge that creeps onto the sides of the tank constantly. It does give Luli something fun to watch during the day. She likes to stand, point and talk to the peshke (fish in Albanian).







This is Mama's forceful hug. Luli doesn't stop for any kind of cuddling, she just doesn't have the time. So I sometimes insist on a hug or two.