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A picture of my children, once a week, every week for a year.







Atticus (4 years 3 months 3 weeks): regressing in the whole get dressed game in the morning (picture it: running laps around the first floor butt naked for 40 minutes), has taken to repeatedly sighing loudly when he doesn't want to do something and tells me "mom, i'm sick of eating dinner" (note: this is before he has taken one bite of dinner), and is in official cahoots with sol by trying to get him to climb the stairs, throw things, run down the street, etc.

Sol (16 months 2 weeks): thinks the blu ray speaker is his own personal boombox and walks around with it, ate very spicy pork ramen without batting an eye and has hair so long that mama can make multiple ponytail/sprigs with glee.

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