(Sorry again for the screwy photo/ text layout. How the heck do I fix this?? :)

I hope Dave and Hayley don't mind me posting this picture of little Owen. He is just so stinking cute! Katelyn is afraid of him, Emily wants to maul him; just as I expected.
Having fun with cousins, the beautiful Barrington twins, on Easter Sunday.

We love to go to Wheeler Farm for picnics and to feed the ducks. Claire decided she was in more need of the bread than the ducks were.

Two little best friends. They have so much fun together.




Posing with cute cousins Bayla and Evan. Notice how Claire is leaning away from Evan. She wasn't sure what to think:)
Katelyn said our front door needed a wreath. So little Martha Stewart came up with this arrangement and taped it to the door.

We went to Katelyn's school to eat with her in the cafeteria on the day they let kindergarteners practice lunch. Emily was THRILLED to be at big kid school, and took walking quietly in the halls very seriously.
Super Cute! It was so fun to get to see you for a little on Friday for the Easter Egg Hunt. Bayla sure loves her cousins :)
ReplyDeleteWhat sweet pictures :) I love the one of Katelyn and Emily with their backs to the camera, arms around each other. How cute that they're such good friends (and that they pose so well for pictures!...Aiden's at the age where he dodges when he sees me coming with the camera).
ReplyDeleteMy other favorite is the one of Emily, walking the halls. Heeheehee. She cracks me up.
Love the post! I'm glad baby O made an appearance:) That last pic of Emily is so hilar I can imagine her being so serious at school. She has the funniest personality:)
ReplyDeleteClaire looks a bit perplexed in all the pictures. It makes me wonder what she is thinking.
ReplyDeleteSometimes I forget about your blog because it doesn't show up on my list because it's private. But I love to see your kids. They are so beautiful. And I love to read what's going on with you. You always make me laugh. Hope you're doing well. I'll keep stalking ya! :)
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