These sweet, crazy and busy girls have made me a mother. What is mother's day without the people that make mothers, mothers. Being a mother is not a role, it's a relationship that I'm constantly working on.
Every evening I feel like I'm crawling towards the bedtime finish line. By 8 pm, I'm just done for the day. Yet, after the little monkeys are in finally bed AND asleep, I think about them and pour through photos of them.
Here are a few photos of my girls the past few weeks. I love how they are playing together and becoming friends.
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| Just hanging out reading parenting books in the laundry basket. |
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| It's surprising that the basket didn't contain a crumpled mass of clean laundry. |
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| Yes, that's a lunch that included hot dogs. |
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| Dress up at pre-school class |
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| E sporting her new jeans and jacket, A discovering an old teething toy to munch on. |
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| Sometimes it's easier to eat dinner on the counter than bother with the table and chairs. |
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| They love their grandma's spinach quiche. |
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| My little carnivore on the left. My little non-eater on the right. |
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| Hanging out at Costco, sampling furniture ( as well as food ). |
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