Baby Sofia can be pretty cool when her mom or Nama are not around.
DeA doesn't want to say that she was sick for a few days, but there were signs.
There were definitely signs.
We finally got to a nephew's soccer game. Leo Boy showed off his stuff.
Rock didn't go to hockey practice on Tuesday, so Schnoogies and I ran him down and then did some shopping. DeA found my replacement.
Ryker has matured, become more athletic and stronger, and doesn't skate like a muppet anymore.
We were told that practice was on the warm, bigger ice, but it was on the cold, bitter ice.
Cross country and two hockey practices might have made him a little thirsty.
The mornings have been cold and foggy and want-to-go-back-to-bedly
We helped the Ascanios move some things into their house.
There was more standing around than moving going on, but it got done.
DeA was freezing with a coat on and Luca was half naked and fine.
Luca ended up at our house while Rissa was packing. He was pretty excited until he started to fade.
Down goes Luca, down goes Luca!
Rock went to hockey on his own on Thursday and decided that we needed a new tire and wheels. Thankfully, AAA was close to help him out.
I don't think DeA likes it when I watch her doing homework.
She does love the cats so much that she got what looks like a tattoo, a cattoo if you will.
Ryker and the marching band performed at the last Manson home game.
Buttercup came to support him despite the frigid 50 degree temperatures. I loved to have her and her pretty face up in the booth with me.
They made a Jack-o-latern
The game might have been ugly, but she was extra pretty.
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