It's Been Awhile

Just a quick catch up post. I now have 2 official elementary kids. 3rd grade and kindergarten. It's so hard to believe they are this grown up!

My sweet girl went from this

To this

And my sweet boy went from this


To this

They are both doing so well and flourishing at school. We are so proud of both of them!

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