Sore loser

We send Anthony a pic every morning, so why not look stylish while eating breakfast?

               She's starting to grow into those shades, she's getting too big, so sad. :(
A lot on my mind these past couple days...life changing decisions to be made.
Here's what Madeline thinks about that:

I call it the raspberry. This is one of her new noises she has discovered how to make and she decided to show everyone at our library story time on Monday...thank goodness Miss Miller thinks she's cute.hehe.
The other noise is a sneeze and it's hard to tell the difference between a real and fake one! So, she gets a lot of "Oooo, god bless the baby!!!". I'm wondering if she picked up the connection between the attention and action, so that's why she has started imitating it. Either way, she makes the cutest faces while doing it.

                                   I just love that little face.

Well, our Caln All-Star baseball is over. Boooooo. I'm such a sore loser. With practice every day for 3 weeks you would figure we were in prime baseball condition, guess not. I can't stand when it is over though... I've always been like that.
I only have these from the games...one of him pitching and the other at bat:

I'm too busy screaming my head off to take pictures. I barely had a voice after this game actually.
We have a couple tournaments coming up, so I guess I'll just rest my voice until then.