
So, I have tons of cute or funny things about my kids that I'd love to brag about. Pretty much that's it. Maybe no one will read it, but, well, at least I can feel better about never keeping up with the baby books right? Don't look at me like that. I can't be the only baby book slacker in the world. At least I bought them all baby books...that counts for something, doesn't it?
Alright, I'll start at the beginning...One fine day on July 23rd...oh, wait..too far back.
Lets try again :P
I met Dennis in high school when I was in 11th grade. From then on we were inseparable. We got married young (3 months after I turned 18 to be exact). 3 years later we had baby boy #1...and we shall call him 'Mini-me' (ok you know you had to read that in a cheesy Austin Powers voice...if you didn't read it again the right way!). No, we called him Spencer. 17 months later we had baby boy#2 otherwise known as Gideon (sometimes Booba, but don't tell him I told you that). Then 3 years later, baby boy #3, which was Sebastian. 2.5 years later we welcomed baby girl #1, Moira. Then 20 months later along came baby boy #4, Lincoln (aka, Shmoopie and Shmoobert, he answers to all three).
So, for those keeping score, that would be boys:4, girls:1. Here's the cliff notes version of what I just wrote:
Spencer, age 10
Gideon, age 8
Gideon, age 8
Bastian, age 5
Moira, 3 in Feb
Lincoln, just turned 1.
Just keep that info handy...you'll be hearing lots about my monkeys.
1 comment:
Baby books! With 5 kids it's lucky you can remember the order they came along let alone how old they are, ha ha :)
Soph xxx
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