Day in the Life

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5:45 AM:       I wake up and check in on Wyatt who is still sleeping soundly in his crib.

5:50 AM:        Blend up a green smoothie and go for a quick 1.5 mile jog on the treadmill.

6:15 AM:       Shower and get dressed for the day. 

6:40: AM:      Enjoy a cup of coffee while reading the news and social media. 

6:55 AM:       Wyatt wakes up and I nurse him and get him dressed.

7:10 AM:        I do my hair and make up while Wyatt plays happily in his activity gym.

7:45 AM:       Head over to my mom’s house with Wyatt and Maggie. 

8:10 AM:       Nurse Wyatt again at my Mom’s house. (just a little snack)

8:30 AM:     Head into the office.

11:00 AM:    Take a pumping break at my computer. Answer some emails and catch up on social media.

1:30: PM       Pick up Wyatt

2:00: PM     Feed Wyatt at home. 

2:30: PM     Take a long walk with Maggie and Wyatt.

3:00 PM:      Put Wyatt down for a 1.5 hour nap.

3:05 PM:      Work on some freelance work while also preparing dinner.

4:30 PM:       Wyatt wakes up and we read books, sing songs, and play.

5:00 PM:      Nurse Wyatt

5:30 PM:       Get dinner ready and feed Wyatt some food. 

6:15  PM:     Ryan comes home and we sit down for a nice family dinner.

7:00 PM:      Go on a family walk. 

7:30 PM:      Wyatt’s bedtime routine. Bath, songs, books, pajamas, fall asleep in crib. 

8:00 PM:      Catch up on some house chores. 

8:30  PM:      Pour a glass of wine and chat with Ryan and maybe watch some TV

9:30 PM:      Read in bed.

10:30 PM:    Fall asleep for the night. 

Ha! APRIL FOOLS!!!

I wish! Did I fool you??? My days look a little more like this:

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5:50 AM:     Wyatt wakes up and I nurse him and then try to get him to settle down or go back to bed so I can get as much sleep as  possible.

7:20  AM:     Force myself to get out of bed and throw on some clothes and maybe some eyeliner and moisturizer and brush my hair. 

7:30 AM:     Get Wyatt dressed. 

7:35 AM:    Throw together some breakfast and my lunch and pour some coffee in a travel mug and lug everything for our day out to the car.

7:45 AM:  Drive Maggie and Wyatt over to my mom’s house.

8:10 AM:   Nurse Wyatt again.

8:30 AM:   Head into work.

11:00 AM:    Take my pumping break in the bathroom. Ick.

1:30 PM:     Leave work and head to my mom’s. Feed Wyatt before driving home. 

2:00 PM:    Chug coffee. Work on some freelance while simultaneously playing with Wyatt. 

2:45 PM:   Get Wyatt down for a nap. He falls asleep and I try to sneak in some more work. 

3:00 PM:    Wyatt wakes up from his “nap”

3:10 PM:     After it  is clear he is not going to fall back asleep I set him up with some toys so I can attempt get some work done.

5:30 PM:   Feed Wyatt.

6:00 PM:   Get dinner ready. Like cook a frozen pizza or throw together a salad.

6:30 PM:   Ryan comes home and we take turns eating dinner while the other entertains Wyatt.

7:00 PM:  Go for a short family walk. 

7:20 PM:    Give Wyatt his bath and read and sing to him. Enjoy our only time all day together to relax and enjoy Wyatt.

7:25 PM:    Wyatt is wide awake. 

7:30 PM:   Don’t give up  hope. Lights out. Nurse Wyatt. Rock Wyatt. Desperately try to get Wyatt to sleep. 

8:00 PM:  Repeat above.

8:30 PM:  Bring Wyatt downstairs. Set him up in his rock and play.

8:40 PM: Wyatt promptly falls asleep with us. We watch a TV show until we can barely keep our eyes open.

9:30 PM: Carry Wyatt up and he sleeps in our room with us. We all fall asleep.

11:30 PM: Nurse Wyatt.

2:30 AM: Nurse Wyatt.

5:30 AM: Nurse Wyatt.

Start the day all over again! 

 

Ryan’s New Career Plan

It’s been a long week so I thought I’d share a little fun on this Friday:

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So the other day, over drinks, Ryan started enthusiastically talking about taking a new path in life. Here was the enlightening conversation:

Ryan: Maybe I should quit law school and open up a brewery.

Katie: uh huh…

Ryan: I can make beer for a living and name them after my favorite TV characters.

Katie: 

Ryan: There would be a Ryan Hardy Ale from The Following. and the Rick Grimes from The Walking Dead. But, I’d just call it The Rick. It would taste like regular beer when you first drink it, but then it will change after a while into a different flavor.

Katie:

Ryan: Like a zombie changing. You know?

Katie: Sounds like a great plan…

Anybody ready to invest in this business venture?!

I hope you all had a good week and thank you for all your support and feedback on my blogging post. I loved reading all of your comments. 

We’re headed off for a weekend away in the Shenandoah Valley in VA. The trip was my Christmas gift to Ryan. We’re looking forward to a weekend of relaxation, reading in front of the fireplace, winery and brewery touring, cavern exploring, and overall coziness.

I’ll be taking off from my Think Positive Monday post. But follow along on Instagram for fun trip pics!

A Day In My Life

Today I’m giving you a little (humorous) sneak peek into a typical day in my summer life, narrating by gifs of one of my favorite shows Gilmore Girls.             

5:30 am: Ryan’s alarm goes off. There’s a 50/50% chance I hear it. Either way I remain in bed in a half asleep state. 

6:15 am: Ryan says “Good morning Babe, have a good day, see you tonight, I love you” in the sweetest way possible. I mumble something like “Good night, have a good night, love you”. He then leaves for the day. 

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7:10 am: My alarm goes off. This is a joke alarm. Everyday I laugh at it. Ha ha, you think I”m actually going to get up on the first alarm? I hit snooze and lie back in bed.

7:19 am: Second alarm goes off. I can’t hit snooze fast enough. 

7:29 am: Third alarm goes off. I consider getting up.

7:32 am: I lie in bed and stare at my phone. My excuse is I must check the weather. You know, so I can see what to wear to work that day.

7:50 am: OMG how is it 7:50 already? What have I been doing for the past 18 minutes? (email, facebook, instagram, blog reading, twitter, repeat).

7:55 am: PANIC MODE. I must get up. I have to get up. But, I have nothing to wear. No time for make up. No time for cute outfits. I grab whatever is closet to me and is comfy and forgiving. I rotate the same basic and plain  6 summers dresses all summer for work. Stylin. 

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8:08: am: I’m dressed and running downstairs to pull together some type of breakfast and lunch to take to work.

8:10 am: I take Maggie out and then load her up in the car and leave the house, out of breath.

8:28 am: Drop Maggie, our adorable poodle, off at doggie day care at my Mom’s house.

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8:29 am: I’m forced to do a quick drop off with Maggie and utter a quick “Hi Bye!” to my Mom.She always wants to chat. And although I wish our greeting could be more like this:

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There is no time for that. I’m basically already late for work. 

8:31 am: Arrive at work. Phew, only 1 minute late. 

8:35 am: I turn on my office computer and then coffee. Coffee before anything else. I can’t function without it. 

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8:35 am – 9:30 am: Respond to work emails and make a plan for the day. Very hard. Very sleepy.

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9:30 am – 12:00 pm. Work. Boring details you don’t care hearing about. (not like the minute by minute updates of my morning routine that left you on the seat of your chair)

11:00 am: Hungry, but will be strong and wait until noon to eat my lunch. 

12:01 pm: Sit down at my desk ready to eat my lunch. So hungry! Just as I’m about to put the first bite of salad into my mouth my boss runs over with an emergency. Something is wrong with our computers or internet connection. I’m recruited to try to fix it. This happens way too often. 

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12:30 pm: Crisis solved. Eat lunch at my desk. 

12:40 pm  – 2:30 pm: Focus on work. This part of the day always flies by.

2:30 pm – 4:30 pm: Depending on my schedule, work on freelance projects either at home or at client’s office.

4:30 pm – 5:30 pm: Go to my mom’s to pick up Maggie and girl talk for a good big. Involves either gushing happily about our days or venting. She’s the best listener. 

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5:30 pm: Head home and start making plans for the night. Sometimes I meet up with girlfriends. Other times I head to the gym or go straight home. Ryan won’t be home for another two hours at least. 

6:00 pm: Plans disappoint or change. Then I either don’t have one of the ingredients needed to make the dinner I was planning (and I”m too lazy to leave the house again to go back to the store) or Ryan texts saying he’ll be home late. 

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6:20 pm: Try to brush it off. Get soaked into social media for far too long.

6:40 pm: Work out. Either at gym or at home. 

7:30 pm: Make dinner. If it’s this late, it’s usually some easy staple like salad, chicken and rice, mac and cheese, or pizza. This could explain the extra summer fun weight. 

7:45 pm: Yay Ryan’s home! Hugs and kisses from me. Death scratches of excitement from Maggie,

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8:00 pm: We cozy up on the couch (sometimes dining room table if I made a nicer meal, like once a week) and stuff our faces. We are both starving. There is little talking. Just eating. 

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8:10 pm: We are done eating. Ryan graciously cleans up the kitchen. We then sit and discuss our days. This usually leads to talking about the future. Which always leads to both of us being anxious and overly worried the future. Will Ryan find a job after graduation? Will he pass the bar?  How low is our bank account?  Where are we going to live next year? How will we get through another week? 

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8:40: Enough worries. Time to pour some drinks. We open some wine and relax and enjoy each other. After half a glass our worries turn into happy babbles about our hopes and dreams and encouraging statements like,  “We can do this!” and “All we need is love!”.

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9:00 pm: We now  watch one of our TV shows before crashing for the night. We binge watch shows intensely. Having finishing the second season of Orange is the New Black about a week after it was released we’ve been at a loss at what to watch. We just started The Following. I haven’t had a peaceful night of sleep since. 

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10:30 pm: Time to head upstairs. We cozy up in bed and read before saying “lights out”. Hands down, this is my favorite part of the day. 

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And there you have it! Riveting right?

I had fun linking up today with Leslie today for her Confessional Friday: Day in the Life!

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 Happy Friday! Enjoy your weekend!

xoxo Katie

 

This Is Old Age

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Yesterday I was looking forward all day to getting together with a local friend that I haven’t seen since early December. We were going to enjoy some food, wine, and craft together. I was excited! (this is old age)

Before I could enjoy a relaxing night with her, I had to get through my hectic day. Work was crazed and I had to rush straight to a salon appointment to fix my heinous roots. I then popped into the liquor store to pick up some wine and sped home to tidy up. For some reason, my day had exhausted me but I was ready to pull it together and have a fun night. (this is old age)

I had 20 minutes to clean up the kitchen, set the table, make some appetizers, take Maggie out, and put on some music. Phew! With a little sweat, I was able to get everything ready. My craft date friend was due to arrive in about 4 minutes, so I sat down and texted my other friend, informing her that I would  not be watching Pretty Little Liars live so to not text me about it. We take this very seriously. (this is old age)

Those four minutes passed. And then another 10. I sat and twiddled my thumbs. I hate when people are late. I just sit there thinking of all the things I COULD be doing. Pretty soon she was 30 minutes late. I was annoyed. (this is old age)

30 minutes is my usual “Ok, I’ve waited long enough I better call and see if she’s okay”. But something stopped me. My gut told me to check my email first.

That’s when I found out that she was due to come over TOMORROW, not tonight. My mind is officially lost.

Yep, this is old age! Folks, it’s all down hill from here!

At least I can watch Pretty Little Liars and live text to my BFF about it. Oh, and there’s wine. Here’s to turning 31 in one month!

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xoxo Katie

 

 

Maggie Takes Over the Blog

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Hello readers of my mom’s blog, I’m Maggie! Well actually, my real name is Maggie May. I’m named after the Rod Stewart song. Do you know it? I love it and I make my mommy dance with me while she screams sing it. Her singing is atorcious and she looks ridicolous dancing, but I love her because she’s my mommy. So you better be nice to her.

You may recognize me from all of the silly and embarrassing pictures my mom posts of me on this blog.

maggie sleepingI mean really Mom, would you like me to snap pictures of you sleeping and post them for all of the internet to see?

My mommy was a little busy this week so I decided to jump on board here and do a guest post for her. I’ve been wanted to do this for like 45 billion years, mainly because my favorite TV show is Dog With a Blog. I have no idea why she hasn’t let me do this before. I AM the main reason for her to be alive so I don’t know why I”m not the main focus of this blog. I think it should be named “A Beautiful Little Maggie” – my mom and dad are both telling me how pretty I am hundreds of times a day.
maggie poodle at christmas timeAnyways, I lead a very important life, so I thought I’d walk you through a morning in Maggie’s world.

I know it must be a weekday when my mommy wakes up at 7:14 (on weekends me, mom, and dad all snuggle in bed and play peekaboo and other fun dog games) and gets ready for work. I try my best to ignore her and stay curled up in my warm spot on the bed. She keeps telling me that it’s time to get up, that we have to go, but I don’t really believe her. (Maybe this is another game?).

maggie shih tzu poodle cuddles By 8 she is downstairs clicking my leash and using her stern voice. Still, I refuse to leave my perfect spot in bed until I hear her utter the words “Time to go to Grandma’s!”. Once I hear those words I fly down the stairs as quick as possible. (We go to Grandma’s every weekday but every morning I forget, it’s kind of embarrassing and I’d rather not talk about it.) Going to Grandma’s is the best thing you can imagine. You wouldn’t understand unless you met my Grandma.

grandma of dogsShe is my FAVORITE person (outside of my mom and dad of course). Her house is perfect, her couches are perfect, her food is perfect, her lap is perfect, and she spoils me rotten. Also, my bff Bonnie lives at Grandmas. Bonnie is the only other dog that has my heart. She just gets me is all.

poodle and westie  I tell her everything and we take care of one another. I can be a big scaredey cat some days – I can’t seem to forget these awful people who use to own me and did awful things to me before my Mommy came along and adopted me. Now, I really only trust a few people. Most of my heart belongs to Bonnie though. She made me realize that life is supposed to be fun and full of balls, and barking, and running.two dogs running and playing

So we hop in my mommy’s car which I HATE. I don’t know WHO invented these things but they are the WORST! I’m eight years old and have ridden in the car every weekday for the past 2 years and I’m still terrified of riding in the car. Can someone please tell me why my mom who treats me like a baby everywhere else refuses to let me sit in her lap in the car? So rude!

She tries to soothe me by talking to me in her favorite baby voice (I keep telling her I’m no longer a baby but she doesn’t listen) but it doesn’t work. She keeps repeating “We’re going to see Bonnie! We’re going to see Grandma!” but I don’t believe her. Why can’t we just walk there? I love walking! I never understood why Grandma, Grandpa, and Bonnie have to live in a different house? Seems like such a simple idea to me. I wish it was summer time again because then my mommy magically makes the window go down and I can stick my head out and get distracted by all the smells of this big world we are flying through.

to and from Grandma's everyday The drive lasts about 8 hours (even though mom says it’s only 12 minutes). I shake and tremble the whole time. You better listen to my advice – never ride in a car while it is raining. It is seriously the worst thing. It sounds like the world is crashing down all around you. When it’s raining I take back everything about baby talk. Mommy, please talk to me in your highest pitch baby talk ever. Also sing. I love that. Especially Taylor Swift.

After a few hours, we pull into Grandma’s neighborhood. I’m super smart so I know what it looks like. I bark and bark and wag my tail so Mommy knows that we are close too (she must be terrified of the car too, right?!). Once we get to Grandmas I can barely wait to get inside to greet Bonnie. All memories of the car vanish and I go nose to nose with my best friend. I lift my leg and let her smell me and then I do the same with her. We have to make sure everything is a okay! (I told you we are besties) We then run around a bit. We have so much to catch up on since it’s been a whole 15 hours since we’ve seen each other!

poodle and westie looking out of the door Grandma makes a huge fuss over me. I let out cries of happiness and nearly scratch her to death by jumping up on her. That’s the best way to show that you love someone.

In the background I hear Mommy saying goodbye, but I could care less, I’m at Grandma’s! Plus, I’m kind of mad that she leaves me all day to go to something called “work”. Doesn’t she understand how much fun she is missing out at Grandma’s? Or how much more fun we could have had if we stayed at home and cuddled and went for long walks, and she threw my ball for me for hours?

If someone would just listen to me, the world could be a much better place.

winery maggie Well the couch is calling my name. Time to nap and dream of chasing bunnies and balls edamame (I love that stuff!). If you love me, maybe my mom will let me come back and blog another day?

Puppy kisses,

Maggie May

 

5 Friday Favorites – Procrastination

Five Friday Favorites

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The other night I found myself in an all too popular situation. I had a big post to finish writing, dinner to cook, and a still hadn’t completed my daily run. But instead of getting on top of any of these tasks I was instead glued to my phone, constantly refreshing my feed and clicking on every single article in twitter. Each article would lead me to another article, and another, and another, and another.

Pretty soon a whole hour had passed. I’m a pro at procrastination.

But the fact that I just couldn’t tear my face away from my phone begged me to ask the question:

How did I procrastinate before social media and smart phones? Before I had a smart phone, I would be sitting with my Macbook in my lap, quickly turning myself into a serious stalker on Facebook.

Before Facebook was introduced in 2004, during my senior year of college, I would put off writing assignments by chatting on AIM or by feeding my addiction to Snood. (remember snood?! The first candy crush!)

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But, even so, I believe I spent more time off the internet than on because we could leave it behind. It wasn’t always constantly with us, taunting us with adorable cat videos, Miley Cyrus articles, or 5 billion ways to cook, decorate, dress, and live better on Pinterest. When I seriously needed to get work done, I would post a fun little ‘away message” on aim, leave my dorm room and head over to the library. Oh the glorious library. I loved sequestering myself in one of the little cubicles tucked away in a quiet corner on the 3rd floor, surrounded by the musty yet loved smell of old books, with only a pen, a notebook, and a stack of books.

That is an almost unimaginable scene in this day and time.

As are these 5 ways I used to procrastinate before the internet took over:

Be ready to feel like the internet is the most unhealthy, anti social, destructive tool ever.

1. Go running

When I didn’t want to study for biology, or rewrite that one damn poem for the 10th time, I’d lace up my running shoes and go for a long run. Yes, I still run now, but it’s at a scheduled time that I often put off because I’m too absorbed reading facts on IMDB or Buzzfeed articles.

2. Play with my dog more

Before smartphones, Maggie would receive more one on one cuddle time, ball throwing fun, and long walks. She and my childhood dog, Missy, would benefit from me putting off work. Maggie’s smart – she knows that petting her with one hand while I shop online with the other is not quality time.  She promptly jumps down and scowls at me from a chair across the room.

3. Talk on the phone

Yes, it’s true. I would actually use my phone to talk to people, with my voice. In high school I’d spend HOURS on the phone. I now hate talking on the phone. What happened?

4. Clean/Organize

To avoid doing  any other project I would turn to cleaning my room or organizing my project. Just proves that you can accomplish SO much when you don’t want to do the one thing you really should be doing.

5. Nap

Naps are a beautiful thing. Before, if I had writer’s block or just wasn’t feeling into a project, I’d take a 30 minute nap and wake up feeling refreshed. Now, I still go lie down in bed and  tell myself I can take a 30 minute nap – but instead of promptly closing my eyes I find myself scrolling through blogs and instagram. Pretty soon my 30 minutes are up and my eyes are more tired than ever. Fail.

So basically, I’d be living a more enriched and productive life. So, why is it so hard for us to disconnect from our phones?

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And if you need some help prolonging any task you wanted to complete today, here are 5 articles to assist you:

Jennifer Lawrence’s Insightful Guide to Life

This Woman is a Professional Cuddler

Dinovember: One couple brings wonder back into childhood

Gadget Sickness: In case you needed more proof that our devices will be the end of us

11 Terrifying vintage ads featuring children

Have a great weekend!

xoxo katie

 

 

5 Friday Favorites – Halloween Edition!

Five Friday Favorites

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I decided to walk down Halloween memory lane and post my 5 favorite Halloween costumes of all time. This was tough to decide. How to combine the innocent and fun costumes of my youth with the slightly risqué costumes I choose in college and lastly those more boring adult costumes? Well, don’t hold your breath, I saved you from the college costumes. Well…all except for one. I still celebrate Halloween with the spirit of  a child and simply love dressing up. So let’s dress up, pass around the Reese’s Peanut Butter cups, and party!

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Costume: The Witch

Age: 5

Verdict: Adorable

I loved the fake hair attached to this vinyl witch hat. Also, doesn’t my brother look pretty cool as Dracula? This was the first year I got to experience the awesomeness of dressing up at school! (I don’t think they allow that anymore)

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Costume: Fairy Princess

Age: 6

Verdict: So Sweet

I LOVED this costume. The wings, the tiara, the sparkles, and the plethora of pink! But wow mom, think you could have put anymore blush or bright blue eye shadow on me? I may or may not still have those fairy wings and they may or may not have been used for a Tinker Bell costume in college….

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Costume: Scary Old Lady

Age: 10

Verdict: Creepy!

This was a surprising choice for my little girly self. You’d think I’d continue along the princess route – but no I wanted to be creepy! I remember picking out this mask at Rebmans – the go to costume shop. By the time Halloween rolled around I had trained myself to breathe in this sweaty plastic mask and had perfected the most creepy old lady voice and laugh and walk. I had so much fun!

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4.

Costume: Dorothy from Wizard of Oz

Age: 22

Verdict: Sexy Cute? Who knows…

So this is the one “sexy” Halloween costume from that era that seems like 75% of young women aren’t wearing much and can turn any character into the sexy version. At least I can eye roll at this now. But, if you can’t tell, I did make this dress on my own – sewing together various pieces I found at Goodwill. I was very proud that I didn’t buy the store-bought version. Then again I was a recent college grad and was broke.

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Costume: Alice from Alice in Wonderland

Age: 29

Verdict: Adorable

Ryan and I did the whole couple costume thing last year. And look at that, I made full circle back to when I was 5 and decided to try Adorable again. How cute. Ryan was a sport wasn’t he?

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Stay tuned for this years costume! We’re headed to a costume party tomorrow!

What are some of your best and worst costumes?

xoxo katie