βYou better not pout, you better not cry, you better not shoutβ¦β Β β¦ scratch that, because actually, sometimes itβs okay! Youβd be wearing your 3T Christmas Tree Sweater that matches perfectly with MacKenna and Arthur. I imagine you in a brand new phase of βfascination with Santaβ, showing your little brother that heβs really notContinue reading “You Better Not Pout, You Better Not Cry… π πΌ”
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ARTHUR IS β π π’π‘π§ππ¦!
β«Έ ππ π‘ πππ ππππππ₯π€ β«·ββββββββββ 18 pounds 13 ounceβ 28.75 inches longβ new words: βGa-Ga!β & βMaaaa!ββ got 4 new teeth on top all at onceβ βMr. Open-Mouth Slobbery Smoocherββ smacks lips and signs for βmoreβ foodβ favorite: swinging fast at the parkβ only drinks from special 360-rim sippy cupβ lowered crib since strong boyContinue reading “ARTHUR IS β π π’π‘π§ππ¦!”
Seeing The Unseen
π¦π²π²πΆπ»π΄Β π§π΅π²Β π¨π»ππ²π²π» Itβs such a blessing and a curse. The hard truth is when I look at a picture of my children, I instantly see the one that is missing. It is my broken heart that sometimes has the 20/20 vision, while my regular eyesight takes a backseat. I see the unseen. I see the empty spaceContinue reading “Seeing The Unseen”
FALLING RIGHT SIDE UP 