End of the summer Fun

Or I guess you can call it the Fall Kick off Party . . .

We ran. We jumped. We played.

We yelled "Happy Birthday, Aunt Rebecca" into the air and hoped the South wind would catch it and blow it all the way to you.

We love you!

Strolling

You know you're a mom when a 3 minute walk to the neighbor's house takes 30. Here's to having three girls to keep life at a slow and steady pace.

Happy Birthday Nat!!!

Caught Pink Handed

Did you ever have one of those days when you woke up to find your very helpful children getting themselves breakfast, or an after nap snack.

Not that this is soooo bad, but I read something lately about how when I want to get mad I'm supposed to get the camera instead. I hope I'm not reinforcing super sneaky behavior by snapping photos while they munch treats.