
Dear God.
Someone should have told us.
Ryan and I were trying to figure out what year it was and he guessed two-thousand and fat. Seriously. I took these to Sunday Night Dinner last night and the nicest thing anyone could say was, well, were you pregnant?
Absolutely not.
Not even married yet.
I digress. On to 2011 and my beautiful children...
Emerson at the luau in 2009.
Easton in 2011. Ha!
Awesome... This is her angry face.
And that's an ax in her hands.

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