Kashann and Clan

We are always trading kids' bedrooms around searching for the perfect fix that will make everyone get along. Awhile ago we gave the basement to Savannah and Camille. Now they are sharing clothes, music and becoming the best of friends. . . right, ladies? And the one we had to banish from the basement has her own room upstairs now right next to Mom and Dad. . .  and she isn't jealous of the downstairs buddies at all.

Marcus looks way too old in this picture chilling with his hands in his pockets at Chuck -E- Cheese, don't ya think?

Caroline and her snowpants never get tired of this long winter. She is modeling all of the snow we are currently enjoying. This has not been staged. It's just how it fell on our back porch.

I found this of Camille taken the night she spent an hour yanking on that floss to pull out her ninth tooth. She was unsuccessful and had to have Dad help out with the pliers. She is our most determined girl. Maybe it comes with the freckles.

Kennon turned 13 last week and got a new fancier cellphone to replace the simple one I gave her when she turned 12. I hated wasting a birthday present on a toy like that. I say toy because she has a prepaid 3 minutes a day plan and her original cellphone worked great for that. But apparently she owned the cheapest, smallest one in all of 7th grade. So we upgraded her because that's all that she wanted and I didn't want to risk ruining her birthday like I did her Christmas. She played with it all night.  

I got her old one since mine stopped ringing several months ago and none of us could get that feature back. So now go ahead and call and I may pick up for once.