In the world of digital cameras, there's no way to keep up with baby books. I've got several wonderful childhood photos of me and my sisters, but I think the total amount of photos taken of me from birth to my teens doesn't nearly equal a quarter of the amount of photographs taken of these two beans from birth until their Baptism at seven and a half months old. By the time they reach one, we will be well above one thousand photographs, of that I'm sure. I wouldn't be surprised if we've reached that number already. Anyway, I only post a fraction of those photos here. If I posted any more, I'd (a) lose my job; and (b) crash Blogger in an instant. So, go here to see the girls' photos from their Baptism. If you can believe it, this isn't half of the photos that were taken.

We are truly blessed.

Jack and Maggie 

  

TBE

Otherwise known as (queue the drums) THE BIRTHDAY EXTRAVAGANZA...Okay, so it's 4 months 15 days away, but a girl's gotta get prepared right? E and I were joking that it should actually be renamed M&A's Cotillion (E) and that it would put MTV's "My Super Sweet 16" to shame (me) but now I'm starting to wonder...am I going too far?

It's a first birthday party. The girls will nap thrice during that day, poop twice and fly into a raging temper tantrum once. Each. This is my guess, so why am I pushing my REAL work aside to start the guest list? For a party that they'll likely not enjoy and definitely won't remember? Who started this idea that not only do we throw our children wild 16th birthday parties, graduation parties and going away parties (to college or the slammer 0r war, whichever is first), but we must also celebrate their lives with extravagant FIRST birthday parties?

Maybe I answered my own question in the phrase "celebrate their lives"...if I had my druthers, I'd celebrate their lives with a gift, a slice of cake and balloons every day!

We're just talking about it now...setting the date, thinking of party dresses, drafting a guest list. But I know what I'm headed for in the coming months. And. Is 63 too many for a child's birthday party? Considering less than 10 will be children?

Scratch the pinata.

Alexis, Aunt Chris and Audrey at Easter. 

Our Little Family! 

Maggie, Grandma S., Rob, Daddy and Audrey at Easter. 

Wake up Little Sister. 

A, A Squared, Audiaye, Short N Round, Dia, Monchichi, LJ, Baby Jean, Little One, Diva, Princess. THE Princess. 

Play Date

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Yummy toes

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Audrey is feeling a million times better today!

Chatterboxes

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Here, I interrupted a pretty jovial conversation, the topic of which was Audie's hair.

See! Someone thinks I'm funny!

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Little Lizard

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The profile of beauty.

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Naptime

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We were supposed to go for a walk. But HRP fell asleep while playing on the floor. A wasn't far behind. When The Poo decided to snuggle up next to M, I figured that resistence was futile.

M was the first one to fall asleep and the last one to wake up.

HER LEGS!!!!

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Okay, so I took this photo just to get the legs. The first person to say "Thunder Thighs" gets kicked in the knees.

Momma Bean in blue and Auntie AD in pink 

M's namesake on her wedding day. 

Now why can't I tan like this?

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I'm the girl whose sisters put on sunglasses when I emerged from the house with shorts on during the first warm days of the season. How the H did Miss A get such beautiful skin tone? I predict that HRP and I will be sitting in the shade, sporting our SPF 50 while A basks in the sun this summer.

Momma went shopping again...

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And whenever I go shopping, you can guarantee we will be playing dress up as soon as we get home. J says I have a problem. I say a girl's gotta have a good wardrobe. Apparently, The Pie agrees.