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Can't forget the muse


Of course, I can't forget my muse, the lovely Miss Madelynne. Into her third month of school and she is making great strides with learning. She is pretty math minded, which is great. She does get frustrated when it comes to certain aspects of her homework, but it will get easier, I'm sure, as she continues to work hard at her writing skills. She had fun with Grandma and Grandpa when they visited and is looking forward to visiting them at Christmas. She was an owl for Halloween, which fit into our Labyrinth theme quite well. She loved gutting the pumpkins this year, although Brad was in charge of decorating them. She had a rough earlier part of the week with the loss of our cat, so it's been a rough one for us all, going through bouts of the grieving process. Needless to say, other than dealing with her strong will and independence, she's definitely a little force to be reckoned with. 





Sitting and waiting for the ferry. 

Face painting at the Crab Festival

Being a silly minion

Waiting in line to get those crabs


Meeting baby Violet for the first time with Imani

Back of her and Quince's costumes for Halloween

The Owl and the Ghostbuster

Walking with Grandpa on the beach

Promising to not cross the line behind her while we watched the ocean

Practicing her spelling

Fall dancer

Her and Isla

"Can I cuddle with you, Papa." After we put Angel to sleep. 

Annual Pumpkin Patch pic

Gutting those bad boys

Sibling pic-6months

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