This is not uncommon at our house. It makes me smile. This particular incident was on Sunday afternoon.
I love piles of people cuddling together. Especially these people.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
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Brian
Big Daddy, can fix or build anything, runner, corrector of bad grammar, cookie lover, drummer, unofficial car expert, adores his extraordinarily beautiful wife (wait a minute...who's writing this...) and darling children.
Cathy
Proud mama, shopper, chef-extraordinnaire, runner-in-training, loves to eat, can't make an angry face at her husband without laughing, zero memory capacity, has a British accent in her head, can't find a decent picture of herself without a child in it.
Kimball
Oldest child, artist, soccer pro, will tell you a story and make it last an hour, plays with his food, sensitive, can't sit still when playing the Wii, high-pitched squeaky belly laugh.
Noah
Middle child, stubborn, deep voice, loves dancing, string bean skinny, perfect comedic timing, will make it seem like your good idea was his idea all along, tiny bum, late sleeper.
Sloan
Youngest child, big troublemaker, extremely girly, loves to wear tutus with cowgirl boots, loud, cuddler, doesn't say "ya" or "yep" - only "oh, yes", opinionated, affectionate.
Me Likey:
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