theory proven: turkey makes you sleepy
This is how we found her this morning. I guess she called for us by the gate and we didn’t hear her. Probably all that sleep inducing turkey we scarfed down. She was too tired to head back to her warm bed, so she just crashed with her head in the corner. Silly girl. Today I am thankful for so many things….funny little girls who falls asleep in crazy places. For my husband who makes me smile, shares little secrets and drives me crazy. For my son who is bright and smart and witty. For my spunky daughter is who “most thankful for cupcakes”….can’t really blame her, can you? […]
help me
Help me, not the turkey LOL! Ok, so I’m on call 24/7 right now anticipating two new babies (I LOVE photographing births and seriously can’t wait to get the calls!)….but, this also means that we won’t be traveling for Thanksgiving this year. So, I have to cook a turkey. I think I’ve cooked one once. Ok, twice if you count the year after Katrina and we ate microwave turkey frozen dinners in the FEMA trailer. That probably doesn’t count though huh?
So….how do you cook your turkey??? I’m a pretty decent cook, I can hold my own, but we usually have Thanksgiving with family, so bird duty rarely falls on me. […]
tagged
Emily tagged me to re-post a photo from my first 4 moths of blogging and tell the story behind it. My first blog got eaten by the internet so I had to resort to my second blog (yes, this is my fourth blog – yikes!). It was kind of fun to go back and look at the old posts. I picked these photos…just because it’s almost Christmas time and I thought it might give someone an idea for fun holiday crafts. Reindeer feet, first done by my wonderful sister-in-law Dana as a gift for my mom. She did one foot of each of her 3 children across the canvas….so cute and so much character. Ty’s foot wouldn’t fit on […]
yuck n muck
these two. she loves him. but he also drives her nuts. she is going through a phase where she doesn’t want him to touch her things. she fears his drool. she spends her day taking this away from him. sigh. it’s a good thing he’s so chill. sharing means him sharing with her. never the other way around. but then on the other hand, she’s come a long, long way. they make each other laugh all day long. she laughs at him, tickles him, plays with him, kisses him, it’s her goal all day long to make him laugh at her, and he happily gives in. he adores everything.single.thing about her.



