Seven

And then there was that time the Magpie turned seven years old.

Holy shit, people. We’re all seven years older than this day … um, seven years ago.

Things have gone from managing an eating, sleeping, pooping ball of baby to living with a walking, talking, dancing, jumping, thinking, negotiating, <sometimes> logical, mindful, creative, curious and smart human being. 

Mind. Blown.

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