Week 7

Mother. That's me.
Daughter. That's Princess.

*cell phone pic*

Week 6

Blowing out the birthday candles.

Rowdy is 7.
Messy is 9.
I am offically old.

Week 5

Ok. I didnt take this picture but that's ok.
Because I say so.
My brother is getting married to the lovely gal at the head of the table.
This was her night to celebrate.

Week 4

My middle child (with chapped lips and a messy face) is 7.
How did this happen?