Raking the leaves...the last hurrah of autumn...is very muched loved around here (although I'm never the one with a rake...so I won't speak for Jeff). Lauren is especially fond of a giant pile of leaves and Sarah seems to have grown into it this year as well (she's cried about it most other years). And Julia was just a trooper as usual.
No, she did not break any bones on this jump. In fact...this was not the highest she got. Our little daredevil.
I just thought of this...do you think they have leaf-raking as a Wii sport? That would be sweet.
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When I arrived, my brothers loved me for about 3 years...then they cared less for about 13 years. But it's all been good for the last 17
I'm not sure I see any of my girls resemblance in my baby pictures. By the way, that birthmark faded, but was ultimately covered by a chicken pox scar (a little trivia de la me).
Check it out...even with a not-so-fantastic hairstyle (no offense, mom)...I'm still remarkably cute. This picture was taken in front of the grapefruit tree we had in our backyard in Florida...and my grandma gave me that dress :-).