You guys. He's the cutest. Look at him. This is luke, almost 3.
So is he. I mean. Woah. James, age 5.
Watching this crazy thunderstorm with Daddy (my bro, Andrew).
He thinks it's hilarious to pretend to sleep. It is. It's also adorable.
Then I tore myself away from my nephews for a wonderful retreat with our Student Leadership Team. These people are legit and I love them. And so does Jesus.
This is our summer staffer, Clayton. He's legit too. And a Whitefield grad, so, love that.
Then back to my nephs. This is tired aunty. But no other place I'd rather be.
Maybe Hawaii. JK.
Holding him is my favorite.
Silliness.
The brothers melt my heart.
Bedtime story. I'm going to be sad when Luke doesn't need a paci anymore for bedtime.
This is Luke running away from me at the Nelson. Don't worry. I caught him. We laughed.
These boys grocery shop like pros. I bought them cake-pops and chocolate milk. Their parents were THRILLED.
Then my sweet friend Klarisa had baby Malachi. I'm his godmother and so in love with him already. I'm not called the crazy baby lady for no reason, folks.
Then Student Life went on a scavenger hunt at the Legends. Love these troublemakers.
Love this troublemaker most of all.
Sweet baby James. I don't get to call him baby to his face anymore, but I do it anyway.
Sweetest trouble you'll ever meet.
This kid is brave and good like you won't believe.
Then we tie-dyed with some middle school girls.
Love them.
Life is crazy and it's good. Jesus is better.
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