Another old snapshot I found on my hard drive of my little hobo baby.
Too bad I’m renting because this right here would be the reason to get chickens.
A pleasant discovery while clearing out my hard drive.
In which my kids swap personalities for a photograph.
One day she will learn to read but right now she’s too busy being a normal kid.
This should replace that inspirational poster of that pathetic kitten.
I will forgive them for not making me a hot dog.
Most of my free time is spent getting Marlo to say certain words.
He’s getting super rebellious in his old age.
Now the color of the trees match her entire wardrobe.