I have had matching boys for years, and I love it.
But matching my girls has been an uphill battle, because Pippi is just getting into the big enough sizes that Navy is growing out of.
But the great news for me this Sabbath day, is that when Nonnie and I found this cute dress for Navy…
There was the same dress in Pippi’s size!
And I can salute to that.
Now that we are officially a family of six, I bought our stockings!
I love them, the kids love them, and when Nonnie gets hers for a Christmas present — she is going to love hers too!
(By the way — doesn’t Micah do a nice job hanging them so evenly!?
The poor guy is going to have a fit when there is a seventh added to the bunch.
Pippi is a pusher.
Today she was pushing her “hot chocolate”.
Then she was pushing her styling expertise.
But of all the things she pushes, she most often pushes the boundaries.
Like when her “hot chocolate” is cups with real water — which is forbidden outside the kitchen.
Auntie Bree got Pippi the greatest birthday present.
She got her own cake mix, cupcake liners, and frosting.
Talk about a little girl’s dream!
And the fact that she was baking with her dad made it even better!
And the most awesome part, is that dad doesn’t care all that much about manners!
That would be D-R-O-N-E.
Santa, Dash wants a drone.
Pippi was cracking up, and made me look at some guy’s plumber’s crack about ten times.
It only got embarrassing, when he turned around and readjusted his waistline while looking in Pippi’s direction.
Good thing I am pretty sure he thought I was taking a picture of her in her princess dress.
It isn’t uncommon for Micah to call for a lunch drop off.
But lately, when we get there, Pippi bats her eyelashes, and asks for Daddy to take her to the potty.
And like putty in her hands, Daddy grabs her and they take a walk.
I’m pretty sure she does this almost always, to get into his arms.
With a sick mam behind the camera lens, and a nice Nonnie getting them to look..I think we got our Christmas picture.
Hallelujah!
And this outtake (although it is blurry) stopped me in my tracks.
Maybe I am biased, but I think my kids are as cute as they get!
It’s pretty bad when your three oldest have to write sentences about brushing their teeth.
Dash, who is new to a bike, just wanted to inform me that he went down “Disneyland”.
I am sure he didn’t have it right, so I questioned Scout.
Scout confirmed that yes, he went down “Disneyland”.
Later, I went over to make sure that I had the biking route’s names wrong. Clearly, I had mixed them up. But in fact, Dash did bomb down “Disneyland” — the very steep, rough terrain, 30 foot long drop that Scout only mastered last year at the age of 8. Dash, you are seriously crazy! And I am very glad I only knew about your adventure, post adventure!
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