She tears my heart into pieces, one diaper size at a time. These size 5’s are the next step to potty training.
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Macaroni; for me, not Pea. Probably because she has not discovered the true radness of it. I will give her a little more time. Then, I will not be able to call her mine.
Girls weekend to celebrate Ryder :)
I did not know about the churro situation at Costco. Thank GOD we don’t have a Costco. I would probably go every day.
And thanks, Allyson, for changing my churro life. Nothing will ever be good enough after this one.
Welcome, Mom shorts.
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One weekend with double doubles AND Costco churros? Heaven.
Driving skies.
My girl with daddy
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Looking for the “mooooon!”
Watching my favorites play outside in the dirt. I sit on the OTHER side of the glass door. Where there is no dirt.
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She knows the routine! Nose spray everyday…
Kisses through the glass. Reason #847 I don’t clean this window.
New belt from Target
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Didn’t realize I was shopping in the bird food section of the grocery store.
My little froggy
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She swings! The first trip to the park she was scared of this contraption. This time, she was so relaxed, I thought she was going to fall asleep. (Like her outfit? Socks and pants from the diaper bag served as last minute lifesavers at the rough and tough playground).
Frozen “go-go” on Mother’s Day.
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Just another drive to work.
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