Things have been busy. My baby turned 3. My mom turned 60. I am in a really weird emotional place where those two events have been symbolic of something, although I haven't figured out what yet...other than the obvious, which is I am getting older. I've never ever had to think about my age and I sure as hell don't want to start now!
He usually hates it when his brother loves on him, but sometimes...just sometimes... :)
"Look! A Clue!"
I'm hoping all this jumping with style is going to actually lead to something.
There he is...on the morning of his birthday. He just knew he wasn't my baby anymore. Waaahhhh!
The Cast of Characters...
"Surprise!!!!"
A flower for Mom. <3
Our Sunday picnic at the park.
These are the beat up little legs of a little boy who really knows how to have fun. That's what comfort myself with while I kiss boo boos and heal scars.
How did I end up with not one, but TWO showboats?
This picture came out super dark and when I added a shit ton of brightness, it came out with this nice dreamy vintage feel. Or so I'd like to think.
There's no fun in "NO".
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