Pictured: A cutie pie and her mom at the park.
#NotPictured: The whining this child did every time her mom tried to set her down. The foot stomps, the head-shaking “no”, the arm reached up in protest of not being held EVERY. SINGLE. MINUTE.
Pictured: An older brother with his baby sister, holding hands as they walk around the park.
#NotPictured: The middle child having a meltdown at my side as I take this picture because I didn’t bring snacks or drink to the park and we have been there a whole 10 minutes and “this park is stupid. everything is stupid. I want lunch.”
Pictured: A smiley girl who loves her shoes and sunglasses.
#NotPictured: The one zillion times she took off the sunglasses and shoes, threw them at a parent, then demanded they put back on.
Pictured: Eddie crossing from Tiger Scout to Wolf Scout.
#NotPictured: His younger brother who lost all patience with boring ceremonies and went to the playground with his younger sister and dad missing this. Also not pictured is the search that everyone did for the missing Tiger slide because Eddie lost it ramming around in the grass.
Pictured: Charlie hamming it up for the camera after having his first bloody nose.
#NotPictured: The epic scream-fest and blood-bath that took over my bathroom moments before because Charlie was terrified of what was happening and did not want Cortney to TOUCH him, let alone squeeze his nose shut for ten minutes.
Pictured: Cortney and me on our 11th anniversary.
#NotPictured: The three children who were at their grandparents’ house, the delicious meal and drinks, the awesome waitress, the 11 years that were a giant ball of pain, heartache, joy, and laughter.
Pictured, #NotPictured is a little bloggy hop thingy thing from the mastermind of Ann Imig. You should check out her original post, natch.