
I've always known Dallin looked like that...

Okay, this is Mom in a very embarrassing position!
Crazy Launi Loo...Mom's Little Sis.

This is Megan and part of Gramalinda-
NOTICE: See the edge of the chair on Nutmeg's head that looks like horns...?

Hey, look, Grandma and I even got (part) of Grandpa! And Ellie!

Tiny Little grew up so fast.....

Whoo, whoo! Check out Mamasita!

Uh, err, that isn't me with that weird brother. Nope, not me...

Mom and Daddy in Rome.

I have a weird family...

Evie on her 1st B-Day.

We Love You Guys Buckets Full!!!

P.S. Please forgive our random weirdness-hey, it runs in the family, doesn't it?
P.P.S. Also forgive my mother- Mom's excuses are, "I don't have time." or "I can't find time." and her personal favorite (she says this almost every time I remind her or ask her about the blog), "I forgot."