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They're People Too.

I love the holidays and I love my family.  This Christmas, we decided to take some family photos.  As our family grows, it's nice to capture some shots with the kiddos.  Check it out!

Uncle Kris has the other photos of the entire family because aside from myself, he was the other photographer for the day.

Uncle Kyle and Lo.  She is thrilled.  :/

Myranda and Madysen.  Yup.  It was bright out.  Yup.  I made them look right up into the sky.  Yup.  That's gum in Mady's mouth.

Slowly phasing out of being a pre-teen.  S-A-D.  I'm not sure who this gorgeous semi-woman is.

The two people who made the three kids above.  Honestly, after 11 years of marriage, I could only dream of still looking this young.  Wish me luck.


Sisters.  I will say from personal experience that nothing beats having a sister.  Nothing.

Mama and Mamang.

Mamang with 5 of her 17 great grandchildren.  What a blessing for us to see our kids with her, for our kids to know her, and for her to know them.

Best. Babysitters. Ever.  On some level I think it was a semi-parental FAIL that I rarely looked back to watch for Bug, but honestly...THREE babysitters?  She was in GREAT hands.

The grandparents.

We'll just call them the "in-laws".  These are the three amazing (quite possibly crazy) people that married into our family!  We are so blessed.  (Don't mind Lou's scarf in his hand.  As a new dad, it's easy to forget you're carrying around something of your child's.  At least there are no throw up stains on his shirt, right?)


The girls with Uncle Kris.  He loves them so much and they LOOOOOVE him.


So alike.

These are the men in my life.  Talk about being blessed.

The M. family.


Last, but not least...the parentals.  Please take notice of my niece in the background, shocked that her grandparents just kissed.  Awkward.  Honestly, I had the same reaction until I realized that they are people too.  Ha!

 Count your blessings, right?  Having this time with my family makes me unable to count the amount of things God has blessed us with.  He is so good and I cannot praise him enough for all He has done for my family and will continue to do.  This was by far one of my favorite memories as a family.

God Bless,
Kat



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