It has been a while since we've checked in. Sorry about that. I have a list of excuses a mile long . . . assuming you even care. The problem is that I make no promises for the future . . . so I'm saving my really good excuses for later use.
I'll give you a clue though . . . the excuses involve peanut-buttered-butter-sugar-sandwiches and reducing fractions.
One of those usually comes with tears . . . .
I have much about our crazy life that I could post, but I'm going to start with my daughter. We do have four children living in our house, but Owen always seems to steal the show. If you ever meet Owen, you'll understand why. It also explains why we only have four . . . Owen.
Today, though I choose to showcase Mikayla. She's thirteen. She no longer does cute things . . . until the day we gave her a camera for her birthday.
I don't know if I want to call this cute . . . (it is kind of sweet . . .)
But I do call this funny . . .
This is what happens when the kids and their cousins are bored . . . and have a new camera to try out.
Is anyone else concerned about Brice?
Because I really think we should be . . .
Oh, and I'm not the only one wondering what in the world is going on up there . . .
The good news . . . the camera has a video camera too.
Stay tuned . . . I'm sure this is only going to get better.
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