There are a ridiculous number of pictures here. I'll try to keep the words short...
What a ham.
My dad and Margie were here for the Civil War game. I went to the game with my dad. Go Ducks!
Grandma Margie and I took the girls to the mall. We had no intention of seeing Santa, but we sat and watched him long enough for Libby to realize that if she sat on his lap she'd get a candy cane and a sheet of stickers. Peyton was less than impressed.
Amy and Lucy came from Portland for the party. Girlie fun...
Uncle Kevin and Grandma Betty stopped by for a few minutes. I love how Lucy and Grandma are looking at each other here.
Party!
Amy and a barrel of monkeys.
Lucy masters the trampoline.
Love the parachute.
We sang and she hid. She didn't cry. This is progress, right?
Presents!
Post-party shenanigans with Daddy.
Trying out some of her birthday gifts.
Peyton loves the laptop!
The next day I went outside to get the mail and when I came back in Peyton was on top of the island helping herself to some cake.
Silliness...
I tied Libby up in my sweatshirt, which she thought was great fun.....
until she fell and couldn't get up.
Whatever Libby does, Peyton has to do too.
My poor kids. They get themselves in a bind and before anyone will rescue them, I've gotta get the picture. I promise, no one was injured in the making of this photo.
Working on some skills.
A little self applause is okay. Sometimes it's the only applause you get.
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