Niece Child C2 lost her first tooth. She was EXTRAORDINARILY proud of this. I think she showed me the plastic baggie containing her tooth approximately 11 billion times.
Such drama associated with being a teenager, apparently, as evidenced by the look on Nephew Child J1 and Niece Child O1 faces. ANGSTY.
Nephew Child O2 is pretty cute, yes? He's very loud, bless his heart.
Nephew Child C1 will be 9 on his birthday. It's not until the 21st, but we celebrated anyway. Who doesn't love cake?
Boy Child is a pretty good diver, yes?
Nephew Child J3 is such a ladies man. Or something.
The highlight of most things is Niece Child C3, who brightens everyone's lives with her enthusiastic shouts of "HI! HI! HI!", those eyes, and that smile.
It's almost her birthday also.
Last week was hard, but also good. Mostly, thanks to these folks. Even if they are so freaking loud I had a headache for like, five days, I still love them more than a fat kid loves cake. And even more than I love bubbles.
I know you're jealous. It's okay.