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Some October PhotosPosted by Rachel on October 19th, 2008

Just some autumn snapshots. Clicky.

Indeed, I have taken more photographsPosted by Rachel on September 19th, 2008

The FairPosted by Rachel on September 14th, 2008

We all got our hair colored (temporary stuff) and went to the fair on Friday. It was tons of fun. I ate lots of junk food.

Some recent pictures (what a lame blog post title)Posted by Rachel on September 14th, 2008

Pictures!Posted by Rachel on September 7th, 2008

It’s been a while.

Our day trip to Priest lake a few weeks ago:

Kyrie and Noelle enjoy a ride in the raft with Grandma Lisa and Uncle Matthew:

Back to Antonio:

Kyrie in her lifejacket:

Bathtime!

Big sister feeds baby brother:

Kyrie, adoring her Aunt Esther:

You can see where Kyrie recently chopped some of her hair:

It’s fun to wear Mommy’s glasses.

Kyrie rides a bike (with training wheels)Posted by Rachel on August 11th, 2008

I’m just going to see how many back-to-back picture posts I can publish while I have the time.

Okay, that’s probably it for now.

Antonio and the clover patchPosted by Rachel on August 11th, 2008

Antonio would be quite content to sit in the grass all day and pick clover all day, not to mention try to eat it.

Just a Sampling…Posted by Rachel on August 11th, 2008

Of all the delicious fun we’ve been having this summer.

My Little Trapeze ArtistPosted by Rachel on August 4th, 2008

All about KyriePosted by Rachel on July 24th, 2008

I often post only pictures for the benefit of grandparents, other relatives and friends, and just to show off how beautiful my children are, but I don’t take the time to really write about my babies. So I’m taking a few minutes just to talk about Kyrie.

I’m so amazed with Kyrie every day. Yes, she can be difficult and a handful, and sometimes I don’t understand her demands, why she’s having a meltdown, why it’s so important that she “do it herself” all the time, but I find myself so in love with her every day when she climbs into my lap with a book and exclaims, “Let’s read this one!” or asks for snuggle time in the middle of the day. I find it so endearing when she mispronounces difficult words, and I’m proud when she learns how to say words correctly with concentrated effort. I love her laugh. I love her energy. I love her crazy hair and her giant brown eyes. I love her lips that make the perfect pout. I just love her and I thank God for her every day. I couldn’t imagine life without my little girl.