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One year of Lo.

Last weekend we celebrated all things Lo Bear with a Mickey Mouse Clubhouse themed first birthday party!  I don't know if you know this, but all the kids in my family are beautiful.  They also have spitfire personalities, which makes taking pictures all the more fun!  We love you, Lo.  Thank you for making this last year all the more brighter.  :)

Cousins watching each other.  Is anyone else excited?  Not that I'm a negligent parent or anything, but haven't we all been waiting for this moment forever?  Older cousins taking care of the younger ones.  I refuse to procreate otherwise.  Hahaha.

Then the cousin/babysitter fell asleep before the baby.  Not a good sign.  We're still working on how babysitting goes.




An overly excited birthday girl?

There's something about the first grandchild.

My kid would purposely look at my camera like this.


The people who spoil the grandchildren. :)  I can't wait to be a grandparent.  Ha.


The cake is not good.  At all.  :P

This moment is almost two years in the making.  Uncle Kyle may never get this again.

Same for Uncle Jarpy.  Soak it in, you two.

Like I said...the cake was no good. :)

Party planner, graphic designer, photographer extraordinaire!

Cute, right?

The cuteness never ends!

Swing pusher, Kim. :)









When you're cool you stand on rocks and look out into the distance.



Because she is the most athletic. :)

Never have I seen such a wonderful moment.  I think Bug may have given Daddy the impression that she is athletic in some way.  :)

"Running for bubbles."

Curls and tattoos.


Gah!  She is so cute! Now this girl is athletic.  When she's up and running (without falling), she's going to give Bug a run for her money!

Who is this cute kid that I am not related to!??!  Gorgeous, right?  Tyler- heart breaker in the making


The difference between 2 and 5 years old.


Always following her Ate Bug.  <3 br="">

Story telling time.  Bug reciting the entire Three Little Pigs story to the entire party.

Cleanup the next day...

Why wouldn't you love being trapped in a bucket with bubbles blowing in your face?



Too tired to open gifts the next day.

What a wonderful blessing to be able to be Lo's aunt, but also her Godmother.  I feel so lucky to have so many Godchildren and I really do love them all like my own.  So...does that get me out of having more children?  I do have 5 Godchildren.  That's a lot!  :P

God Bless,
Kat

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