When this one was little, she told me she loved me 64 like a dinosaur, which is a two year old's way of saying things that are huge and generally mean "a lot." When Jerel and I got married, there was Sadie on Jerel's side and Elise on my side. I mean, there were other nieces and nephews, but they were still too little to be fun, so these two were our favorites. At one point Jerel had like 13 pictures of Sadie on the fridge. (See here http://jerelandamanda.blogspot.com/2008/10/baby-ban.html if you're interested in the backstory)Anyway, everyone's growing up and so although Elise and Sadie are still our favorites, Asher, Mason, Cooper, Eve, Monroe, Clara, Ruthie, Sadie, Brigham, Bonnie Ann, Lincoln, Mollie, Sophie, Taylyn, Rexton, Emmaree, Ezekiel, Zachary, Kayla, Logan, Isaac, Ellie, Jocelyn, and Kimball are also our favorites. Like my mom used to say, "You're all my favorites in your own special way." She also used to take each of us aside and tell us we were her REAL favorite, but not to tell the other kids because it might make them feel bad. Fortunately I have just one boy and one girl, so I just tell them "you're my favorite boy/girl" and I'm done.

After lunch Eliza went home with Jerel for a nap and Zay and I joined Tab & Lisie to wander around Portland's Saturday Market. It was, as usual, a fun people-watching activity. We even saw a real life bike-stealing--complete with the owner yelling "Stop that guy! He stole my bike!" and some bystander chasing the thief who proceeded to get off the bike, hand it to the good samaritan, and calmly walk away. Anyway, Zay decided the only good part about the whole market was getting ice cream. I suppose window shopping is a skill he has yet to learn.
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