The day after Mags' birthday we planned on taking it pretty easy.
We swung over to the outlet mall to stock up on our Chuck Taylor supply
and then headed back home to make sure we were home for a package John was expecting.
and then headed back home to make sure we were home for a package John was expecting.
Best. Package. Ever.We heard a knock on the door,
and soon as I turned around I saw someone/something duck under a giant blanket.
(It's just a big glass front door)
I was super wigged out and called for Joel to see what in the world was going on.
He slowly opened the door and all that was there was a lumpy blanket.
He nudged it with his foot, and out came giggles.
"What the?"
Suddenly Jack and Ty jumped out and yelled "surprise" and "happy birthday Maggie".
We had no idea they were coming...
There were plenty of squealing/laughing/crying.
Mags was beyond gleeful.
Jenny brought Brock down stairs after a bath in the same jams Anders had on.
Beach day.
The morning we had to fly out,
I had the chance to take Hillary out and snap some shots for her baptism.
She was so shy and uncomfortable being the focus of my lens.
I don't know why...
she's perfection.
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