(1)Y'all. I just downloaded the photos from the camera and there were 56 of them. FIFTY-SIX! 98% were from Mary's first bath. Who in their right mind would want to look at 54 pictures of a 10 day old baby wrapped in a towel? Here, I'm sure one will do the trick just fine:
That girl is gonna like her some spa days, that's for sure.
Okay, fine. Two. I'll show you two pictures because oh my gosh...cutest pirate EVAH.
Okay, I guess I'm just gonna have to do it. Go out in 103 degree weather to take a picture of our tomato plants. Because yes, they are just that amazing. Stand by...
(4)In case you can't tell how tall these are (super tall, I tell you), I tried to do a little scale thing by putting my arm straight out at shoulder height. I'm 5' 6" AND wearing sandals with 1.5" thick soles and THAT is how tall the plants are. Check it:
And there are even real, live tomatoes growing on them! Evidence:
I can promise you, with all the promising in my soul, that if I had tried to do this on my own, all of these plants would be dead, having died a slow, painful deadly death possible only at the hands of a black thumb like mine. But these plants have Tommy the Master Gardener Dude taking care of them, so they have nothing to fear (but fear itself. Sorry, another stream of consciousness moment. It happens when I get too hot.)
Anyway, I was seriously considering launching summer school while this weather is so craptastic. Usually summer is the outdoor season 'round these parts, but not this year, my friends. Not. This. Year. So why not do some school now and then take the month of September off instead? I'll tell you why not. BECAUSE THERE ARE NO AIR CONDITIONER VENTS IN THE HOMESCHOOL ROOM. So I refuse to go in there. Listen I just birthed an entire baby in my very own bedroom and am wearing special girdles to try and fuse back together my separated abdominal muscles. It'll be a day full of flying pork sightings before I'll spend any length of time in there voluntarily, I can promise you that.
Teeeheeeheeeheeeee! I'm sure you all read Cari's blog already (because for the love of all that is holy I've told you to do so about eight bajillion times. What are you waiting for?????) but mayhap you have not seen her lovely new blog header featuring her most beloved creature. Clicky clicky for hahahahaha.
Really? I'm not done yet? Holy cow.
Okay fine, here's a picture of my gorgeous little sassy-pants Cecilia, who decided to make the doll bunk bed (courtesy of Goodwill- $1.99, yo) her very own...