The girls have been great and horrors. Today was not a good day. Teresa for the first time wrote on her door with a (thankfully washable) marker. I think this is a developmental issue, as she has been pushing her limits in terms of listening to us. As the philosopher king "The Rock" once said, I think it may time "to lay the smack down on her roody-poo candy..." You get the drift. Frances keeps getting teeth. Rowdy is going grey. Anna is no longer being taken care of by Cara. Nevertheless the more things change, the more they stay the same.
Here you go. A healthy dose of insanity Yost style.
One of Frances' favorite games - Make a GIANT mess!
Princess Dresses.
Mmmmmm.... Ring Pops
Frances is so proud of putting on her own mittens. She can also do her boots and too many other things. Teresa made that necklace especially for her from her Christmas gift of beads.
That is Teresa tracing her own hand.
Frances appears not to have tonsillitis.
I just find this picture cute.
When Sarah was out we went skating at the Forks.
Teresa and her puppy at the dog park enjoying a bit of climbing.
These are just great pictures, courtesy of Cara. I think she is playing a version of peek-a-boo.
Yup. Peek-a-boo it is...
Dancing time. We dance. We twirl. We do gymnastics. We fly. We're crazy.
There's the flying...
I dunno why the spoons, but Frances' face is a wonder to behold.
That's a crown... And a training diaper, yup, a training diaper, on her head.
A la prochaine mes amis...
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