Every time I see myself with four kids, it sort of catches me off guard. I mean, four kids? FOUR?!?! That's a lot of kids. And when did Ava get so tall? I made it about halfway pushing that stroller before I died and Nick had to take over.
As I was dying, this lady offered to take our picture. This is one of three pictures of all six of us. Thanks lady!! Sorry I couldn't catch enough breath to ask you if you wanted me to take a picture of YOUR family. I'm such a bitch.
Luckily, Warren got his game face on. Not sure why that was lucky. Just felt right to say it.
Then I couldn't decide which picture I liked better.
After my brush with death, I was revived to this view. Not a bad way to come back to the land of the living.
Stupid kids were NOT interested in being in my picture. They just don't get it. These are memories people!!!
Nice view though. Why is her bow crooked? Doesn't she know how important bows are?