*A photograph of each of my children, once a week in 2015*
Oh hey, Mister Cheeser. The things you have been up to lately are something else! Like the note I got from your teacher last Friday that read:
"Cohen was saying his drink at lunch was beer."
How can I yell at you for that one?
My little brown eyed girl, you sure know what you want and will do anything to get it. Like the short walk we took together while Dad and Cohen were at football. You insisted on walking and pushing the car all while running into the grass and over my feet one thousand times exclaiming, "Oops! Sorry Mommy! I walking!" Don't worry, I still love you.