Who knew that it would be our oldest girl who would be called upon for the tough jobs!
Nice work Icka!
When my two best friends are best friends themselves…the world is complete.
And how fitting is it that she is wearing the robe he made for her!
Watch out world … Micah is getting his tonsils removed. I think everyone around him should prepare for “the worst tonsillectomy ever performed”! Too bad for him, that our three kids just had theirs out, and were troopers. And as an adult, I had mine out, and ate nachos one week out. Somehow, I don’t think DraMicah’s recovery will be as speedy.
It’s the most wonderful time of the year!!!
And Pippi is feeling the magic.
How stinking cute are these four weasels — even if Dash is mad that he didn’t get the rope swing to pose on.
When I was pregnant, I just kept saying that I hoped I didn’t have a freckled Asian.
I publicly retract my statement, because I obviously didn’t know how dreamy that combo was going to be!
How rad is it when the neighborhood gang is out for a good game of Sardines!
Not as rad as when Cade picks the ultimate hiding spot of all time, and Dash finds him first!
Not a bad sunset to ride your bike under!
Scout kept riding, as I yelled out, “Look at the sky — I think it’s on fire!”
I took Pippi with me to Costco in the late evening. As I strolled, she was singing at the top of her lungs. She sand every single nursery rhyme and church song she knows. It was loud enough that everyone around us was cracking up, but the best happened when she got a huge round of applause after her signature “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star”.
Nothing is cuter than when Dash refers to Pippi as “Mama”, and Pippi refers to Dash as “Daddy”.
Or on rare occasion, “Babe”.