Peek-a-boo, mommy!
DDoes this onesie make me look fat?
This is our not-so-smart mighty hunter, trapping a mouse under the garage stairs. He sat like this for 20 minutes, staring it down. When I got behind him and looked, I realized he had trapped a leaf. Poor Butchy.
Forever the considerate big sister, Elizabeth is giving Rachel some "tea."
Really?! And then what happened?
What does mine say? Dude!! What does mine say? Sweeeeet...
I'll get the light, mom!
Why yes, I did my hair myself. Why do you ask?
And my heart melts...
OOur little bathing beauties!
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