Everything is better with chocolate milk.
I think the cream cheese is actually up her nose at this point.
Cute pictures, but I think this was just the beginning of my bad mood last week. This is wear we ran in to people we knew who were there without their kids. And ours proceeded to behave like maniacs. They all went to the bathroom at least twice, and insisted on Greg going with them. Then they ran around the table, yelled, and wouldn't sit down.
I love them. I do. There are just some times that it's easier to love them. You know?
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