Well well well. What to say about this little firecracker.
I suppose she has all the symptoms of being the last child, and all the tell tale sings of being an only child (of sorts).
During the day she is my only child and therefore, spoilt and coddled. But come 2pm, she is kicked to the side and displays 3rd child syndrome behaviors.
At least she has her bubbas to play with during the day.
And her new little twin, Sabyl.
The Adventure of Sabes and Mabes.
Here she is waiting so patiently for her little playdate to arrive:
Also, here is what our little boy looks like, if he were to be a real thing.
Meet James L Bartlett V
Yet another spirit day titled "Wear your favorite sports team" and us Bartlett girls fail miserably.
The funny thing is, they don't even know what sports teams are and they are just as content sporting their boating shirts.
Blogging makes me so reflective and mushy, but I'll say it again.
I love seeing the three of them playing. I could watch them play all day for hours and hours. Sometimes I do just that.
It's such a natural, real interaction they have with each other.
Like they belong to each other and we were all meant to be.
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