I am so far behind in the blogging world, I have made an executive decision to catch up in a whirlwind of photos and concise captions that shall henceforth be known as the Blog Blitzkrieg.
Ready? Here we go.
There was snow.
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Who knew the size 18-month astronaut costume, soccer socks, galoshes and mismatched winter accessories could be so stylish? |
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After extensive testing, this position proved to be the most aerodynamic. |
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Em was only a few days old, so she napped inside while the SnowEm stood in for her in the family photo. |
We braved a "fancy" restaurant for my birthday with 3 small children, one of whom was barely 3 weeks old.
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Arrived at 5pm on a mission. Dined lavishly and out by 5:55. Efficiency only ParentsOfSmallChildren can achieve. |
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Despite the tomfoolery apparent in this picture, they were quite well behaved. |
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These kids will do anything for good steak. |
We napped.
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Well, one of us did at least.
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Ummmm.... this happened.
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Naptime shenanigans at their finest. |
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Try getting diaper cream out of carpet. And stuffed animals. And teeny tiny holes of the pillow pal. |
First haircuts ensued.
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So grown up. |
There was Easter.
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And an apparent lapse in maternal supervision. |
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Celebrating with family |
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Ears make everything more festive. |
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See what I mean? |
Soccer trophies were earned.
And the cheering section was richly rewarded.
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I love this face. So. Much. |
More maternal supervision was lacking.
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Clearly the 3rd kid when I grab the camera before rescuing the baby... |
Books were read. And loved ones were snuggled.
Recitals were danced.
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When did she grow up?! |
Reptiles were greeted.
Last days of school were celebrated.
And just like that, the school year ended just the way it started.
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Except now she can read and write essentially anything, do math I'm pretty sure we were taught around 3rd grade, and somehow has become this Little Girl. Who seems to be racing towards the day I have to drop the descriptor Little. |
And the End of Kindergarten was celebrated.
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With cake, of course. |
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