Monday, April 27, 2015
Monday morning
Just munching shredded mini wheats and chatting. Topics of conversation: the Death Star, Blackhawks, Dada and if hockey or football players are tougher. (B argued for hockey "They get a tooth punched out and don't stop")
Sunday, April 26, 2015
Saturday, April 25, 2015
Thursday, April 23, 2015
Tuesday, April 21, 2015
Wedding weekend
Aunt Maggi and Uncle Andrew tied the knot in Dayton last weekend. It was the best.
I wish I captured more pictures of the day. Maggi was stunning. And look at that ring bearer team.
Ms Thang found her main squeeze
She was a mini flower girl but would not wear her flower clip the florist made. Sassy
Gus balances an appetizer and a bouquet. He will make an ideal prom date for someone
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Saturday, April 11, 2015
We are home. Let the craziness resume
Rosie took her first steps on March 8 and is now a run-walker. Here she is runnin' the block. Spring has sprung and we like our city again :)
The car was already dirty so why not make it dirtier by taking the kids to a drive-in? They thought it was cool.
A photo of food heaven. See you soon White Glove car wash. I have a real beaut for you.
This one puts the capital S in Sas. Love it.
Your eyes are not deceiving you. Rosie is again in pajamas for the second day straight. Here we are at the Children's Museum. Do not do what I did. I took the kids alone on the free night during spring break without a stroller. Every Family from Chicago and the bordering states was there. My arms still ache from carrying my dear 30 lb daughter and i completely sweated through my shirt trying to track the 3 down. As we Walked in the door I kept telling Gus "see those nice people in red shirts, Gus? They work here and will help you when you lose mom. Remember RED shirts. Now tell me, what's my name Gus? Ok good. Now go have fun. "
My only photo to document the "fun", rosie in a tunnel In her sparkle shoes.
These kids are crazy and I love them so much :)
More MI
Blaise boxes out
Bird Sanctuary. NAaaay-ture
Side note but sorta funny. Last time we fed ducks was at ND. Things were going smoothly, everything quiet and peaceful. Gus, pointing: "I put my finga in dat ducks mowf." I turn around and there's a lone Canadian Goose standing next to him. Gus seriously has one heck of a guardian angel.
Here we are eating bunny cookies and trying not to lose any kids
Cece. Be still my heart. I tried to steal her and keep her. Steph wouldn't let me.
Mimi feeds the hungry little wolves and precious Mary Claire
Girl power!
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