Memories from the year we can’t remember

35-ish weeks

He didn't seem to mind that my lap was steady shrinking.

Did I really just have two babies?

Yup. Two babies.

So tiny...

So precious...

So loud...

The lap returns.

A tired daddy.

Proud of him. And now...on to high school!

His first camping trip.

Cuteness...

...times two!

Where he goes...they follow.

Exhausted & happy.

~K

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