When I opened up blogger to set where I left off I found myself scrolling through old posts. Sure enough I found one that never got published which is a crying shame because its from when kids were little and their problems just a tiny bit smaller...let's bask in that for a moment, shall we?
Jonah did a season of t-ball where I volunteered to be an assistant coach out of guilt that no one else would step forward. It truly was like herding cats. In 2017 Jonah was not quite 5 years old and while he said he loved t ball, he spent a lot of time lying on the grass, being carried by the other coach from base to base and needing copious amounts of bribery like ice cream cones. And yet, it was still somehow totally fun.
Oy, so long ago. Apparently Haley got her license and stuff...
And can I even remember when Ezra was tiny? Not very well. My little babies are gone.
It's wild to see Hazel so young too. She has changed so much in the last few years. She's a fun one.
And Easter, apparently a year that we felt so inclined to go beyond the normal hiding of the baskets...
And more t ball because why not?
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