My husband is a web designer.
Our blog has snowflakes on it.
It’s June 25th (and we live in the Northern Hemisphere).
(Should Northern Hemisphere be capitalized?)
My husband was also an English major.
It seems as if no blame can be placed on me at all.
Earlier this evening Inez was outside playing “I Spy” with Dave. She spied something red but much to his dismay, Dave couldn’t find it anywhere (we love beating our children at any game we play, we feel it builds character). Finally he gave up and she told him that it was “the sunlight filtering through his earlobe.”
She also thinks this snow lady looks like me. I guess because you can always find me wearing a scarf over my hairdo (that I just had set at the salon), and a choker of pink pearls.
I think I spy Jackie O. And I’m sure she wasn’t as good as I am at Candyland.
On another note, the girls had a new babysitter this afternoon and the poor thing had to change a stinky diaper (hopefully it wasn’t too scarring for her and she’ll come back). When I went to change Gwen’s next diaper, the one the babysitter had put on was backwards. I had a good laugh as I tried imagine how she could even do that! I’m trying to decide if I should tell her or not. Thoughts?
Dave and I had a good laugh when we found Inez like this the other night. I just want to know, how sould someone possibly fall asleep like this?
Ok, that is the cheesiest title, but I’ve been doing a little sewing for the girls for the Fourth of July. Super easy skirts with elastic waists seem to be my specialty as I am not very skilled when it comes to following patterns. With these (and the Easter skirts that were similar) I just measure the length, (from another skirt they already have), measure their waists, finish some edges and voila! Not too shabby if I do say so myself.
James & Natalie, you guys really do need to move back here so that Natalie and I could sew together, just like James always used to joke about. Although Nat you are much better at sewing than I am, so you could teach me your mad skillz. And the guys could be in the other room watching the kids and making sure they stay out of the bird heroine.
Is there anything cuter than this girl in pigtails?
Always longing to be outside exploring with her big sis.
Everyone says that we look alike. Some people say that there is no doubt as to which mother she belongs to. A few who knew me when I was her age say that she looks exactly like I did.
I’m beginning to see it.
