whose kids are these?

let me just share my ride home from elementary school today with harrison and tatiana.

i hear in the background this barking noise and focus long enough to hear my sweet daughter singing "who let the dogs out, WOOF WOOF, who let the dogs out WOOF WOOF". i stop laughing just in time to hear harrison informing me that when it gets warm again he wants "to wear those kind of shirts that have no sleeves and show your shoulders".

can these be my kids??

tatiana follows up her barking with an operatic version of "oh my darlin, oh my darlin, oh my darlin clementine"?

whose kids are these! i can't possibly have a daughter who wants to be a "singer girl" when she grows up and a son longing for redneck attire.

celebrating

our uniqueness???