No excuses. It's Monday (okay, that's the only one). Without further ado, random pictures from my phone.
Heaven is obtained by mothers willing to push their kids on the swings in November.
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Ugh. The natural light IT BURNS.
I found WonderGirl reading 1st Corinthians to her stuffies this morning. PARENTING WIN.
The morning rush sometimes allows a shower. I've been using the stopwatch on my phone to inspire me to speed it up - and I think I can break this record too. Some people run, I speed shower. We all need a hobby.
I texted Dani for skin care advice this morning and sent her a picture as a reference. Keeping a straight face for that was actually painful, so this was my follow up.
This is how I show love to my husband - fresh homemade bread and Brie after the kids go down. And I show my superior taste buds by adding the raspberry jam.
3 comments:
Each one of these could be a post on it's own. The Dude, looking like he hates the swings; what's so fascinating about 1 Corinthians? those translators did a weird job on that book; SPEED showering?!?! tell us more - a useful skill I predict; and then the superior taste bud comment just casually thrown in there.
I come away with so many questions!
Reading this I just remembered about you texting me yesterday. I probably would have had something more appreciative/snarky to say about your selfies except that I was preoccupied with my still-new job of keeping a wiggly infant from rolling off an exam table. Good news: I succeeded.
And you may have inspired me to time my own showers. Although I secretly dream of having a sunken tub/pool a la Harry Potter. But you'd never get me out, so I guess it's good I'll probably never have one.
What lovely, straight teeth sans the assistance of
braces, even.
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