Come On In...
I Spy...
A Sleepy Toddler at Breakfast.
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My Bat Bowl Perfectly Filled.
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Misfortunate Halloween Decorations That Have Met Their Demise. AKA Landon.
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Pink hair feathers for our Breast Cancer team, Beier's BooBea's.
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The garbage bag filled with old magazines that I decided to purge yesterday. It's too heavy for me to lift it. So here it sits.
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The pile of my husbands clothing that has been sitting on our bedroom floor for two weeks. He just takes clean clothes out of the pile, and I just add clean clothes to the pile after I do laundry. Not having given in and having put these clothes away myself yet is major progress.
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Live with Kelly & Michael. I'm trying to love it, I really am. But without Regis, my heart just hurts. Mornings aren't the same anymore.
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A beautiful boy hard at work.
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A kid so determined to not miss a second of Dora, he stood like this for a solid 5 minutes.
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A very patient toddler in the bank drive through. The ONLY errand we had to run today.
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A little boy who drives exactly like his Great Grandpa Green.
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Someone who doesn't care that it's only 40 degrees. He just loves being outside.
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Home. In all it's glory.
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Jeremy's soccer jersey. Another reminder that he was way cooler than me in high school.
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A well rested toddler after a 3 hour nap.
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A backyard tree that looks more like winter than fall.
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A Halloween mantle.
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A spooky foyer table.
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My favorite of our wedding photos.
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What I'm hoping is a miracle worker.
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Lonely weights that haven't been picked up since tank top season ended. Ok, fine. Since a month BEFORE tank top season ended.
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A hallway photo collage that desperately needs to be updated. Pretty sure that is Camden's one year picture. Yeah, he's three.
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One intent kid.
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A toddler who is a little unsure of his dinner.
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Acceptance. It's good.
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A litte boy who misses his daddy so much, he has to sit ON his lap while he eats dinner.
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Love.
Happy.
Cuteness.
Perfection.
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