Playhouse!

Check out the sweet playhouse I got Natalia:


8416 is our address, Sanchez is her last name and will be mine someday. For now, I am not allowed in because I am not a Sanchez. Kidding. I am not allowed in because I would pull something trying to get out. Danny, however, fits all 6 feet 2 inches of himself in there with ease. Contortionist.



Picking the apples from her "yard".


*I love my playhouse!!! My mom rocks!!!!!!!!*




WOOOO look at that bedhead!

We also took her sledding for the first time this week. By sledding, I mean we pushed her around on a sled in the parking lot of the hill in my neighborhood. There were too many big kids rough housing on the hill and Mama Katie can't tolerate those kind of shenanigans around her precious pumpkin. Can everyone please start calling me Mama Katie?



I love this because it totally looks like she is breezing down a hill until you notice the tire tracks and asphault.



This turned out hilarious (to me at least). I look like I am either declaring land or like I've got a little captain in me. It looks posed and totally wasn't and I love when I accidentally look dorky in pictures. In actuality, I was trying to look like a snowgear model scoping out the wild-and-crazy-big-kids-on-the-hill situation.




She's in there somewhere!!!