I just uploaded about a million bajillion pictures from my phone into the computer and am now going to abso-frickin-lutely make your day by posting them.
(Well, actually - I'm doing it so the next time the Blog-2-print groupon rolls around it's in there and I can make my books.)
I didn't post yesterday because I spent the night before last up with el nino. No, not the weather pattern. Sorry Mr. Gore.
[Sidenote - worst last name, ever. Unless you're a producer of horror movies.]
Baby H seemed to be recovering from RSV, but as the pediatrician warned - it's come back. So, he's all phlegmy [phlegmy is a better last name than gore. IMO] and has had difficulty sleeping/eating/living anywhere that isn't in my arms. It's awesome, you know why? Because he's still the easiest of my three babies. No joke.
Anyway, I scored a little more sleep last night and am back to bidnezz.
Here are the pics:
Starting waaaaay back. Hopefully there are no repeats from previous posts...
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| Yes. They are that cool. |
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| I truly hate how I look in this picture. Giganticus pregnantus, tired, and bleh. But, I loved this moment with Kenny. He was so desperate to cuddle, that once he found a spot he konked out. |
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| Flirting. I couldn't resist, and had to flirt back. |
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| Yes, I did get a "talk to the hands" moment. Such a diva (divo?)! |
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| "Optimus Prime is doing a high kick! He's totally in karate!" |
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| Contender for weirdest 'emo' shot ever... |
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| We don't need to get a real bulldog - we already have one! |
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| Go Beavers. Notice the jammy pants in the background? |
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| He's pretty intent on thwarting the pasi - and is more and more intent on his thumb. Gah! |
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| Size 3t pj's. Roll up the cuffs - and they're a perfect fit everywhere else. Cuhrazay. |
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| Tummy time... |
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| We have lived in this house for 1.5 years. We are just putting pictures on the wall. My mom and I figure it's like the carpenter whose house is never finished... |
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| Cutest trend in our house - The boys wearing mommy/daddy's t-shirts to bed. |
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| When three year olds pack their lunch: Protien? Check. Fruit? Double check. Drink? Check 1 lb of animal crackers? Check. |
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| Kenny and friend Brody moving a leaf pile from one spot to another - five feet away. Ahh, to be three again. |
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| The laundry supervisory management position has been filled. |
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| Bubbles bubbles bubbles. My Bubbles! |
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| Right before bed: Kenny: "you must read me all these books before you can go upstairs!" |
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| Some moments make me go "Awww" Like this one. Story time. With all four boys. |
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| Kenny and I built a "wicked awesome hospital. Where polar bears have 4 hands to shoot the guns better!" Also, elephants drive the ambulances. |
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