Here is a pic of all the kiddo’s who were there (sans a few who were not feeling social or ready for their close-up.) A few of our gang couldn’t make it because of travel or stinky diapers or general tiredness.
In a few weeks it will be time to host our 4th Annual Halloween Party (yes, yes, you are all invited of course.) When we started our annual Halloween hoopla half the kids in this picture weren’t even conceived yet. About 1/3 are “Hmm, interesting, there are 2 pink lines on that stick” kids. But like those kids, who we can’t dream of being without (though sometimes we wish they would take long vacations to the grandparents house) I can’t dream of being without their parents -especially their moms. This year has been one the longest, craziest, bestest, hardest, what-in-the-world-was-that’est kind of years. And without our motley gang to go pumpkin hunting with, or to have summer play dates with and Saturday brunches with and over-the-phone therapy sessions with, I probably wouldn’t have survived. Besides the obvious members, this is my family.