"Noe!" The bubbly baby giggled as the older toddler hugged her, picking her up softly from the ground and spinning her before settling her back onto the blanket that was laid out on the grass.

"Baby." Noah sat beside the younger girl quietly, letting her take his toy truck and load one of her Barbie's inside it.

Their parents watched on amused as they flitted between four or five different languages, Rachel only stopping for breaths when Noah interrupted her.

"Fishy?" Noah pulled a bag of goldfish out of his pocket, offering it to the smaller girl who had just begun eating solids.

"Ja, bitte." Retrieving one delicately out of the bag, she nodded her thanks and bit precariously into it, taking of itty bitty chunks.

And the chatter started up again, going into languages the adults didn't even know. It was amazing what Rachel could find on the internet at such a young age, but what was more amazing is that she got Noah to be still and want to learn. Which was feat in itself.

"I love Noe." Rachel hugged the elder boy yawning as the toppled over and Noah was squished between the tiny future diva and an uncomfortable rock that was hiding under the blanket.

"Noe loves Baby too." But the tiny baby was comfortable, so it was fine.