"a portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2015"Peyton: looking awfully grown up here. stop it, sir!
Lia: not much to work with here...
Austyn: she dresses herself, obviously.
Tayt: he's gonna be a *whole* lotta trouble. and he knows it.
Nash: the tongue of concentration strikes again.
Drew: under the weather.
Meg: this about wraps up what she's all about.
Will: nothing will contain him. he cannot be stopped!
a day late! but I'm officially up.to.date. yes! now I'm going to go back to bed for the day.