Do you ever read blogs and wonder,
"How real are these people?"
Nobody's life can be perfect.
But we like to show are lives in a pretty light,
We don't want to show all the fights we referee
and the messes we clean
and the laundry we never seem to tackle.
My oldest daughter is a boss.
My son is a tease.
The baby, well, she seems to be the brunt of it all.
What is it about her cheeks that he
Levi, now, look what you've done!
Boys can be mean sometimes.
(And this is where you should be glad that there is no sound to these pictures).
Do you expect me to not scold you, Levi?
(It would be much easier to do if you weren't wearing that hat though.)
Speaking of hats,
Somewhere between the altar at the wedding
and the birth of our first child,
my husband changed.
Things I never thought he'd be willing to participate in,
the children seem to be able to make him party to.
Did you do that to Daddy, Violet?
You really ought to let him read his paper in peace.