Sunday (Day 232)
August 19, 2012
The beverage bandit strikes again. . .
Patrick: Who's my baby girl?
Kadence: Who's my baby daddy?
Monday (Day 233)
August 20, 2012
She basically handcuffed herself, and couldn't get loose. It's ok. . .I set her free. Hahaha
Tuesday (Day 234)
August 21, 2012
My little bibliophage. He knows he's not supposed to do this, so today
he went and hid on the other side of the table to devour this particular
story. He kept popping up to see if I'd noticed, and then would giggle
and squat back down to resume his smakerel of words. Once he'd been
caught, and I told him that we don't eat books, he pouted and got upset.
Wednesday (Day 235)
August 22, 2012
He
stood there watching the workmen pour concrete for the house behind us
for awhile, then suddenly decided it was scary and ran to me crying.
He also came up to me later, pointed his little finger in my face, and
said something along the lines of "ooo poopy eeeww!" His accusation was
false however, as I was not in fact poopy. lol
Thursday (Day 236)
August 23, 2012
Every
year, someone asks me what I want for my birthday. Every year the
answer is "I have no idea." This year, the answer has changed. . .
Friday (Day 237)
August 24, 2012
Bella's laser death glare. . .because my arrival upset her evening routine. Lol
Saturday (Day 238)
August 25, 2012
One of my oldest friends got into something a little more comfortable after her wedding ceremony. This is what all the cool brides wear. :)
Notes:
One of my oldest friends got into something a little more comfortable after her wedding ceremony. This is what all the cool brides wear. :)
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