For the non-athlete in our family, it was a bit more difficult. The only shirt she had with a number was her St. Patrick's Day shirt, which had the tiniest 2011 possible. Issa was not thrilled. So...I did what any slightly insane mother would do...
This blog won't capture the major milestones of life. Instead, this is the place where I hope to capture the little day to day realities of life...the little things that I want to remember when the little handprints have faded away.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Number Day
For the non-athlete in our family, it was a bit more difficult. The only shirt she had with a number was her St. Patrick's Day shirt, which had the tiniest 2011 possible. Issa was not thrilled. So...I did what any slightly insane mother would do...
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