Eli and Emmy went to the pediatrician. Both in 90th percentile for height and weight, 99% for good looks and intelligence.
The pediatrician then (after looming at the two of them, then me) asked if my wife was a "big" woman! Glad Bridget wasn't there!
Here is Richmond's greatest superhero
Note the mask, the pillow shield, the cape, the green arm bands, the spatula sword in his pants. I am not sure what function the hanger serves, perhaps it is a bow?
That is my boy!
Dora had a donut for breakfast. Pink, no sprinkles. She told me she was all done!!!
I still see some frosting!
Happy St Patricks day!
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