Mr. Cool with a new "do". The spiky stuff didn't stay long though. When he got home he asked if it was OK if he "smashed it down again." I thought it was cute spiky.
The lovely Miss N. I take lots of pictures of her. And I blog about her. Doesn't that count for something?! She has been browsing through Liam's baby book of his first two years that I scrapbooked. You know, back when I had ONE child, and a neighbor who hosted scrapbooking parties where she would design the page FOR us and we just had to cut and assemble it. Yeah, those were the days. Anyhow...Natalie
most unfortunately found this book the other day. And wanted to know where HER book was. So I showed it to her. I did actually buy the book itself. I just haven't quite completed...the first page. She was not impressed. So she has now drawn and colored two different princess pictures for me to put inside her book. She told me yesterday that she was going to help me finish it tomorrow by coloring more pictures for it. "We can do it together," she said. The guilt. The GUILT. The poor girl feels like she must color pictures to fill out her own baby book because Mommy won't scrapbook pages with her actual picture on them. aaagggh I'd better get crackin' on that too, because it won't be long before Owen is demanding to see his. I swear I caught him counting how many pictures of each kid is hanging on the wall. I do have some pictures of him hanging, but none that are professional shots because
I haven't had his photo done professionally yet. The guilt. The GUILT.
And this picture is titled "aaaahh the beginning of short season." Good for the tan...not so good for the boo-boos. At least long pants provided some protection from skinned knees. Luckily, I've discovered that bandaids and Boo Boo Kitty (a cold pack in the shape of Hello Kitty that we keep in the freezer) are the cure-alls for everything. If Owen gets any boo-boo at all, real or imagined, he immediately either asks for a bandaid or he runs to the freezer yelling "boo boo" and grabs himself some Boo Boo Kitty. Cures
everything.
Mr. Cool with a new "do". The spiky stuff didn't stay long though. When he got home he asked if it was OK if he "smashed it down again." I thought it was cute spiky.
The lovely Miss N. I take lots of pictures of her. And I blog about her. Doesn't that count for something?! She has been browsing through Liam's baby book of his first two years that I scrapbooked. You know, back when I had ONE child, and a neighbor who hosted scrapbooking parties where she would design the page FOR us and we just had to cut and assemble it. Yeah, those were the days. Anyhow...Natalie most unfortunately found this book the other day. And wanted to know where HER book was. So I showed it to her. I did actually buy the book itself. I just haven't quite completed...the first page. She was not impressed. So she has now drawn and colored two different princess pictures for me to put inside her book. She told me yesterday that she was going to help me finish it tomorrow by coloring more pictures for it. "We can do it together," she said. The guilt. The GUILT. The poor girl feels like she must color pictures to fill out her own baby book because Mommy won't scrapbook pages with her actual picture on them. aaagggh I'd better get crackin' on that too, because it won't be long before Owen is demanding to see his. I swear I caught him counting how many pictures of each kid is hanging on the wall. I do have some pictures of him hanging, but none that are professional shots because I haven't had his photo done professionally yet. The guilt. The GUILT.
And this picture is titled "aaaahh the beginning of short season." Good for the tan...not so good for the boo-boos. At least long pants provided some protection from skinned knees. Luckily, I've discovered that bandaids and Boo Boo Kitty (a cold pack in the shape of Hello Kitty that we keep in the freezer) are the cure-alls for everything. If Owen gets any boo-boo at all, real or imagined, he immediately either asks for a bandaid or he runs to the freezer yelling "boo boo" and grabs himself some Boo Boo Kitty. Cures everything. 
1 comment:
Well, I knew my lack of scrapbooking would pay off! NONE of my kids have a book so I don't have your problem! You can buy a computer program and it will do it for you. I plan on doing mine when Gannon finally gets to Kinder (and I'm hopefully still a stay at home mom with some extra time)...I'll have no skills left by then except for changing diapers and driving so I guess I'll HAVE to be a SAHM! Ha!
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