“I am two years old and the world is my oyster. I am pretty sure that nothing bad could ever happen to me. Yesterday at the zoo, I attempted to climb into the zebra enclosure. I made it past the first barrier before my Uncle Ray saw what I was doing and acted fast to keep me from becoming zebra food.”

C makes her daily commute to the office in Sevierville with her Daddy.

This is what 16-weeks-pregnant-with-baby-number-five looks like.

A fave photo of H that I stole off his Facebook page (I can do that now that he’s friended me…after only THREE YEARS of me asking him to friend me.)

C lounges in nothing but a diaper and her brother E’s lacrosse helmet.

In case you missed it the first time I posted it, here is my 7 year old nephew M’s cartoon creation.

C plays dress-up at Great-Grandmother’s house

E channels his inner Obama

My J-boodles

J and C, wrapped up like a toddler burrito

Me, getting a snuggly kiss from cousin L (known as Rainbow over at his mama’s most excellent blog)

J and another model all made up (remember! You need that much make-up for actual professional photography with lighting and everything; I took this photo with my BlackBerry) for photoshoot for JulieApple bags.

Jon spends time visiting with my grandmother.

Jon and E. Jon will be very sad, I think, when E finally gets too big to climb all over him.

My sweet H, age 18 (!!!)

K and E, the hippest neighbors on Grainger Ave!

This is what NC looks like when her mama tells her “no.”

C telling me VERY LOUDLY that no matter what annoying intervention she tries, her big brother H simply will not wake up from his coma-like sleep state on our couch.

My babygrrl and her babydoll.