Post-it #10

All the boys lost their front baby teeth and grew in their permanents. Looks like we'll have a lot of orthodontist bills. 

Post-It #9

Apparently the boys and I share a different understanding of what pajamas are, for when I told them to put them on, they did this. 

Post-it #8

Owen: Can I put Lydia in the dark?
David: No, you can't put Lydia in the dark. You're evil, Owen.
Owen: No, I'm not evil, I'm not a girl!

David and Melanie crack up.

Post-it #7

What is cuter than a tiny ballerina?

 A tiny tantrumming ballerina. 

Post-it #6

We've played outside a lot lately and Owen has found many a rolly-polly. He loves him some rolly-polly. He'll find one, track it's progress, prod it, and pick it up. He likes to hold them, but only when they are rolled up into balls. If they don't roll, he rolls them. Youch. 

You wanna share his rolly-polly? (He always calls them "my rolly-polly".)

Post-it #5

David often gets me flowers. These are the flowers from May 2, 2012

Fourth Passage

I finally got the photos from our wedding. So indulge me as I post a few favorites.

This is seconds after we were officially pronounced married.

 We got to eat a yummy dinner afterward with our family and friends. 

 First (and last?) dance as a married couple.

 Mr. and Mrs. Poston. 

And because we are married, we have four kids. !!! Do we look a little overwhelmed?

No worries. Nothing we can't handle...right?

 Here are my handsome boys. David, Morgan, William, and Owen.

 And us outnumbered girls; me and Lydie.

 Here is the family that was there for pictures. 

 My sister Stephanie, me, and my mom.

 David and his parents.

 Us and both sets of parents.

 David and his daddio.

 My  parents and I.

 Foot-popping good kiss.

 And the standard hand with rings photog.