k-k-k-krazy

K is for Kate

K is for Tiss (kiss)

K is for k-k-k-krazy.

An education professional I am not.  Why is this evident, you ask?  Well, because, I LOVE that little exchange up there.  I make them repeat it because it's k-k-k-kute.  I would never even THINK to correct them!

Krazy.

Krazy is taking three babies to the zoo on Spring Break Friday by yourself to meet a (hopeful) new friend and try to make a good impression.

Krazy.

"Lauren, wanna make out?" "No, Momma." "Fine, I'll make out with Daddy." "Ummmm, that would be so krazy!"

Krazy.  

Kate's krazy hair.  "Momma, I have so many rectangles...rectangles hurt so bad when you brush them."

Krazy.

Taking the girls to see Sesame Street Live and literally running into Cookie Monster and Ernie before the show!  I seriously thought Lauren might have a stroke.

Krazy.

How big is this guy!!!??!  Almost one, you know!?  Army crawling everywhere, pulling up, eating table food, growing teeth, saying 'Momma'....big boy.

Krazy.

How much faster weeds grow!  I'm a little nervous about the thick, tall brush that is our backyard, but the girls are fearless - until there's a bug sighting!

Krazy how much fun I'm having...

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