There are a lot of pictures here. There could have been more. I don't feel like writing the traditional peppy blog introduction bit, so take a look at the pictures and the brief synopses and pretend that I put something readworthy here.
Emma would not wear her new swimsuit, and insisted on this tiny one from last year because, and I quote, "It is a pink kind of day." Also she had some chicken. And a plate in the shape of a horse.

We bought a water splashy bouncy house thing for the party. It was an awesome deal and will make us popular this summer. Best ever!

Hot Ross and his chubby wife.

Dana and Sara.


He looks so suspicious here.
1 comment:
I refuse to believe he is one. What happened?
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