Dylan: I just want Coco.





Coco took Dylan to see Sing. Marty and I tagged along. But a few nights later, Coco took her to see Moana while Marty, John, and Jonathan went to see Rogue One and my sister and I went to Manchester By The Sea.
Wild feminists.
My sister demonstrating how to use The Squatty Potty.
Jonathan realizing that he chose a present from his own house.
Super hero kids!
A couple competitive games of Marty's homemade Jenga!
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