I realized today that I talk quite a bit more about Noah than Katy. And then noticed that there are no pictures of Katy at all on this blog yet. Doesn't seem quite fair. But I'm sure that any of you out there who are not the first child are well aware of the trade-offs of not being the first child, one of which is the distinct lack of (or at least decrease of) pictures in your baby book. 
When Noah was born I was convinced that I would be the diligent scrapbooker. I would get every memory into that beautiful book. The last time I checked it stopped at his second birthday. Which was 4 years ago. Now where does that put Katy's book? You guessed it... still in the plastic I bought it in. *shakes head*
Katy this blog post is for you and your dusty scrapbook.
1 comment:
The funny thing is that I was feeling bad about not having very many Noah posts on papillonpoet. :)
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