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PROGRAMMING NOTE from the Author and Archivist


So obviously I just stopped blogging on this platform. I'll get back to it eventually. Or not. I'm taking a break from all social media. It seemed necessary for my mental health.

The last few years have been busy and … challenging:

- 2015 Happened.
- 2016 Let's call it The Lost Year. (Obviously words failed me.)
- 2017 about broke me. Literally. Mentally.
- 2018 was ridiculous, proving 2017 was just a warm up. (Good thing I was already broken so it couldn't hurt as much.#2018TrashCanFire I thought things were going okay, but maybe not?)

- 2019 was such a blur. I know there were highlights, but then stuff happened and carried into the next year...

- And then in March#2020 really took a turn. Who can even categorize 2020? Do we dare?


I kinda want a do-over of some of the last few years. But life doesn’t work that way.


So for now, I'm hunkering down. Regrouping. Trying to stay safe and sort some stuff out.


Stay safe everyone. Stay well.

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Friday, September 20, 2013

Time Flies: The Twins Grew Up!

Look at what a difference about 10 months makes! 

 Happy Birth Week Nov. 2012
Cannon and Sarah: Professional Glamor Baby Shotz (TM)
Happy Thanksgiving 2012!
No one could stay up to check on Santa.
January 2013: Stare down: Sarah wins!
FEED US! We're hungry!
We solemnly swear we are up to no good! They learned from the Weasleys.
Duckface and "Cheese!"
Look at us, we're fancy!
Unimpressed twins are unimpressed!
Look at Cannon's drooooooooool!

Sarah does not like tummy time.
Webble wobble twins
Making a break for it on Labor Day.
Yep. They are standing.
 Ah yes, the obligatory baby butt shots. Had to. 
Luckily, there is NO traffic to this site.

Also, to note, for the record: Cannon's super resemblance to Drew at those ages.
Sarah is her OWN distinct little personality, for sure.

Thanks to my parents, sibs, family Facebook accounts, and e-mail for the majority of these pictures. 
I haven't shot anything of them, or SNUGGLED, since January. 
They won't want to snuggle so much in December.
Sad Auntie is sad.

When is my flight again? December 20-what?

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