Friday, June 10, 2011


Madee showcases a peanut butter jelly sandwich and pretzel kabob. Super yummy and TO GO!

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Last One

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Ferris Wheel Birthday Ride

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Party Pics

I got a couple of screamers that need to go duke it out on a playground, so this is going to be short and sweet.

First, who gets this birthday wish? Dad? or Eden?

Now look right between Dad and Eden. See that BAD MACHINE? Yep, she barely saw it either.

Mostly because my parents blew it out of the water with the water station/ pirate ship. See how the kids bum rushed it when they saw?

It was (and still is) the biggest hit!

This is how Madee greets people she has never met yet. I hope she never loses that.

Party girl butt.

Baby Scarface.

We had fun.

Monday, June 6, 2011


It's SO official.

Friday, June 3, 2011

Whose Kids Are These Anyways?

This face is Eden-ish.

I totally see the girls in Charlie's face here.

Um, basically I would have totally been attracted to Charlie at pretty much any point in his life.

Like if I had to build my own pool boy, he would look just like this.

Only bringing me a martini.
With his shirt off.

Thursday, June 2, 2011


He might give me a stern talking to for putting up these but DUDE.
How can HE ask ME where Eden got curly hair?
People in my family have straighter than straight hair - like ALL OF THEM.
And then I find this photo of Mr. Curly Bangs.

Oh, HAI, Mr. Sleepy.
Those are some curly bangs.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011


To say it flew by doesn't cut it. Some of it hasn't been easy. There is plenty more "not easy" to come. But, oh, kid if I had to climb into the sky to hang the moon back in its right place for you, I would.

You are easily the most affectionate, huggingEST little lady on the planet. If only a leg is available, you will hang on tight and if you happen by a neck, you will choke a sister out with your hard, tight love arms.

My uterus is some little tiny car that popped out 2 goofy clowns. You kill me with your funny, your lips all pursed when you try not to laugh at your own joke. I love the way you bust into a room, "Hey GUYS? GUYS!" and never get tired of hearing you say, "WOOK at ME! imma PWINCESS!".

Yes, honey, YES YOU ARE.

You BUILD stuff. I mean construct and engineer and demolish and raise back up again. I love watching your little brain figure out what's going on in front of you.

You think too much.
But that's an admirable quality.

You are a delight, Eden. A wonderful, strong, sensitive beam of joy's pure light.
Happy Birthday, Baby.
Thank you for rounding us out.

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