Wednesday, December 7, 2011

The yellow rose blooming in December.

My daughter's belly laugh whenever I said, "Ewie!!!"

My daughter walking to me, so timid and proud of her new form of mobility.

My son taking his medicine after gentle coaxing (after two nights of fights with the previous type of med).

My son mimicking my night routine, proud of himself for being a big boy.

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