This girl and her sloth-loving heart. She literally said 2 minutes before that she didn't want anymore sloths then she saw this guy and begged for me to buy him.
That Scholastic republished "The Babysitters Club" books in their original glory.
These cards made by my cute kindergarteners for technician appreciation day. After they gave it to me they had to crowd around me and point to their drawing.
Modern orthodontia so my child's crossbite and underbite don't have to be a forever thing.
Sporting his new rapid pallet expander: his mouth buddy for the foreseeable future. Poor kid. It's been a big month for him.
They made this mold by waving a camera wand in his mouth.
My son's has a twisted sense of humor
"Pine Party Cereal. It's a pine tree in your mouth. It's teeth breaking. It's poison. It's not good. Do not eat."
Well-mannered teen boys that call me Mrs. Dye and permission to ask my daughter to the dance. (She said yes with a box of doughnuts-- "I 'donut' want to go with anyone but you")
That my house isn't this black box or the house built looking at it every day.
My own not-so-little-anymore turkeys.
Cozy homes for thanksgiving feasts.
Good food and good family.
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