
Rosie turned nine! Seems like yestserday she was only 1 and fell out of a tractor and ate mercury and fell off the dog house and.... now she's 9... with 9 lives.
In our attempt to make an angel food cake it turned out more of a fallen-angel food cake. Note to the baker: beat the egg whites first... Still tasted good so no one complained

4 razor sharp teeth.

Today she took 14 steps. I'm seriously scared.

You know you are a large family when you decide to do the floor in the "new" kitchen in cement.
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