Or whatever — the history of the month of February. Old posts, old pictures, past things to remember.
A year ago, I learned how to make excellent GF fried cheese, the kids enjoyed being mud zombies, we were sledding, the baby had just met french fries, and everyone kept making pigs in blankets:
Five years ago we made elaborate plans to fan out and get ourselves a Brand New Wii, I became an auntie again, and we had a different little baby, and a different little silly person:
And 10 years ago we lived in a tiny little two bedroom apartment with a couple of lizards and had just decided to get ready to have kids that summer. And the economy was still horrible!
Such a long way from when you were the sickest pregnant person ever, trapped in your cube. SO glad you escaped! And took all those cute kids with you! xoxo