I've been a little snap happy lately. Wouldn't you be if you had a little milk dud as cute as this guy? The pictures are all super grainy. You would think the yellow walls would brighten up the room, but it's just dark and shadowy. The room has also become a sort of guest room/home gym/catch all. There is a chest and stuffed chair I would take if my mom wouldn't notice. And a stationary bike and treadmill I would move out of here if I could lift it. Other than that, the room is quite comfy.
I can't get enough of this kid.
:D
He looks like me, huh? Minus the giant bags under my eyes. Does anybody have any secrets to getting rid of those? No smart alek answers like, "Sleep." please. I need solutions.
maFeefers. He calls Simon
Sheriff. I've been meaning to write that down for months. Simon reciprocates and calls Felix by his chosen name, Marshall. They also go by Spy 1 and Spy 2. I caught them playing something that closely resembled house today. Felix was mad because Simon wouldn't let him be the dad. I said, "Why can't one of you be the dad and one of you be the son?" Nope. Felix was still highly offended that Simon was trying to make him be a girl. "Why can't you just be brothers?" Nope. "Why can't you be two dads that are just neighbors or two dads that are at Officer Training School together?" Nope. Eventually, they gave up on the idea all together.
Lots of playing outside around here. The boys are covered in bug bites and bruises. I thought all the sun they've been getting would tan 'em up a bit, but they are still "Rutan white." That's how a friend describes the pallor of our skin. We are freakishly white, she has a point. I'm going to get a spray on tan before Sean's graduation. If they're affordable.
My niece, Lauren.
Simon and LaLa.
And my mom before their trip. She got her nails done for the very first time ever. Ever ever. Isn't she cute?
I can't get enough of this kid.
:D
He looks like me, huh? Minus the giant bags under my eyes. Does anybody have any secrets to getting rid of those? No smart alek answers like, "Sleep." please. I need solutions.
maFeefers. He calls Simon Sheriff. I've been meaning to write that down for months. Simon reciprocates and calls Felix by his chosen name, Marshall. They also go by Spy 1 and Spy 2. I caught them playing something that closely resembled house today. Felix was mad because Simon wouldn't let him be the dad. I said, "Why can't one of you be the dad and one of you be the son?" Nope. Felix was still highly offended that Simon was trying to make him be a girl. "Why can't you just be brothers?" Nope. "Why can't you be two dads that are just neighbors or two dads that are at Officer Training School together?" Nope. Eventually, they gave up on the idea all together.
Lots of playing outside around here. The boys are covered in bug bites and bruises. I thought all the sun they've been getting would tan 'em up a bit, but they are still "Rutan white." That's how a friend describes the pallor of our skin. We are freakishly white, she has a point. I'm going to get a spray on tan before Sean's graduation. If they're affordable.
My niece, Lauren.
Simon and LaLa.
And my mom before their trip. She got her nails done for the very first time ever. Ever ever. Isn't she cute?
2 comments:
cute cute! I love the one of Titus in a full belly laugh!
Your kids really are white LOL! Jeeze mine look like they're part Mexican or something-they are so dark.
I love the pic of your mom too! That one needs a frame :)
fun photos.
wish we lived in the same state.
maybe some day.
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