This is what happens when the governor cancels school on the heels of Christmas break.
This is what happens when the celebrating gets out of hand and a child who shall remain nameless kicks his brother in a spot that shall remain nameless and laughs instead of apologizing even when that brother kicks him in retaliation.
These are the spunkiest pigtails ever.
This is the best way to watch older brothers shovel in subzero temps.
This is Freddie Heatmor, the sixth child of our family and the main heat source for our home. He lives outside in the backyard – not because we don’t love him but because he’s very stinky.
This is the wood that will be loaded into Freddie’s hungry belly. He gets grumpy if he isn’t fed twice a day. And yes, I get in on feeding times too since Brian claims he couldn’t get out of his so, so important business trip(s). I love you Freddie. Even if I grumble at you because you make my muscles sore and my hair smell like campfire.
This is what happens when you do a family talent show and you show off your rock collection and your sister wants to experiment figuring out rough and smooth. Verdict: Raw edges of granite are not smooth.
This is the cutest mom in the world (my mom!). And it’s her birthday today. And she’s going to seriously kill me when she sees this. Happy birthday, mom!
And this is finally the end. Goodbye.