Since our scanner is broken, here is really the only decent picture of the newest little one; an obvious picture-of-a-picture, but it at least gives an idea. From the looks of it (and from other views), the baby seems to resemble my sister, which is kind of BS. Two kids; one looks like my husband's little clone and the other, my sister? Pure crap. (I'm kidding...sort of.)
The family. We are a little band of characters trudging through life, sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that binds us all together.
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