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My five favorite people, in no important order. Milosch-mi. Aged 18 months.

Bowden-bows, ready to play basketball, aged 7 years.

Lucy Goose, showing her happiness at receiving a Valentine's Day card from Nanny. Aged five years.

Jackerwhack, intent on finishing his beans and steak. Aged three years.

Joshy, aged 33 years.
You can expect the singing at any Tate dinner. It's not planned. It's organic, even if the food isn't.


MomZup said…
Wonderful post! Love all the pictures and the oh, so typical poses. By that I mean you caught the essence of each of your subjects!
Sandy said…
Isn't it Joshy-Poo? I recall seeing that somewhere or other...
Man, we miss you organic crazy people.
Annie said…
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sarah said…
I deleted that post because I had signed in as my mom...and what I said is that "Joshy-poo" is a self-moniker that I rarely use. Joshy, yes. Joshy-poo, not so much. Although clearly he is as adorable and cuddly as that name suggests.
abigail said…
Man, Jack looks like Josh in that picture. Usually I see more of the Italian mama in your children and less of the mountain papa, but JACK! He's Vermont.

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