I absolutely love that Little Brother loves to smile and say cheese for the camera. Up to about 3 months ago, he would avoid eye contact when I would pull out the camera and it was soooo sooo difficult to get him to look at the camera and smile. To the point where I was [...]
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Little Brother’s Cheese Face!
Posted in 2011, little brother on September 22, 2011 | 3 Comments »
Protected: Big Sister’s 1st Run – 3K!
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Protected: Lice-steria!
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Protected: The Cleaners…
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Protected: Belated Birthday Post
Posted in 2011, birthday parties, birthdays, little brother on June 20, 2011 | Enter your password to view comments.
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Protected: Park’s 1st ever Camping Trip!
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Protected: Wednsday Words…by Big Sister
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Protected: Rewind: our God is greater
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Protected: Wednesday Words…by Big Sister
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Perfect Mothering Moment…
Posted in 2011, holidays, motherhood, sister on May 9, 2011 | 4 Comments »
…so there we were, me and Big Sister, in one of those extra large changing rooms at the Gap. She had her pile of clothes on one hook and I had mine on the other. We start trying on clothes and I put on a t-shirt, stood in front of the mirror, and my girl [...]

