Here is poor little Nate with his pan just in case. He played for a bit and then sat on my lap and then got up on the couch with daddy.
I took this picture just seconds before round two started. He was sleeping so peacefully. I was so proud of Donnie. He has the weakest stomach and both times he handled Nate vomiting pretty well. When I took Nate's picture Alli quickly got up on the couch with daddy telling me all the while she was getting into position "Alli pissure." Between her " piss=Kiss, pissure=picture, bitches=britches" someone is going to think we have been teaching her bad words. I have told Donnie I am pretty lucky I don't usually say bad words because they are quite the little parrot. My phrases of choice are usually "dog gone it," "holy moly," and "fine," and they all say those frequently.
and of course since Nate and Alli got a picture Emma had to have one also.
and of course since Nate and Alli got a picture Emma had to have one also.
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