Sick little boy
Shoes that are still sweet, 26 years later. The same shoes that I wore, now adorn my sweet ladies feet. Perfect, tiny, & white. Some styles never fade, or maybe some mamas don't care if the shoes are outta style, she just wants the sentiment.
2 "wheelers" for two boys.
My brother's got new rides, and all I got was this empty box.
My little string cheese.
Munchkin doughnut for my munchkin.
Garbage-turned love note, left on the dashboard of the car. My Mr, yep, after 7 years he still has it.
A boy and his birds.
What, your kids are classy in the aisle of Walmart? Parenting moment failure.
World's greatest daddy.
Wrestling brothers.
Cheese!
Um, yes, the reason I needed to run extra this morning. Totally worth it.
Mr. gives in to neighbors offer. Our lawn mowed in 15 minutes instead of 2 hours. Cardiovascular workout I think not.
She wants the peel left on now. Growing up.
Loprinzi gals.
Trains in the tub, why not?
Found a couple sets of love birds at the toy store. Adorable.
He turns his light on, all night long. It is a battle. We turn it off, he wakes, and turns it back on. A phase, I think.
Sibling sweetness.
This morning's run interrupted by a little lady that wanted to pretend to be mama.
Girlfriend has good form.
A day spent entirely outdoors with my loves.
Bubble stacking and crashing
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