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Two painstaking days to create the cake, demolished in less than two minutes by one tiny tractor and one tiny plow, driven by a tiny, deranged farmer named Carson.
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Category Archives: Wordless Wednesday
Jazz Hands
This picture actually has NOTHING to do with jazz hands, but it is a picture of sun flare and whenever I hear the word “flare” it totally makes me think of “jazz hands.”
I don’t why, OKAY. Humor me, won’t you?
Also! I’m entering this photo in a contest sponsored by See Hear Speak No Evil. Winner gets a $10 gift card to a place of their choice online. The theme this month is “Nature.” Sun-Nature…get it!? Go enter a nature-y picture yourself!
Kind of like the bulk candy bin
I’ll do my best to shut up today, except to say thank you all who recommended photography sites to help me in my quest to keep THE CAMERA. I’m very slowly muddling my way through each one.
I heart my camera.
Want everyone to be quiet today? Go here.
And Then I Doused Him in Germ-X
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The joys of (germy) playground equipment.
More (mostly) Wordless Wednesday……here.
Sketty Day
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Also known as “It’s Going To Take an Hour to Clean Up After Lunch Day,” but it’s worth it because it’s also known as “The Kids Actually Eat Lunch Without Whining and Throwing Food and Therefore I Get To Eat In Relative Peace Day.”
Apparently, and I wasn’t aware of this, but it is also ”I’m Suspicious of This Crazy Woman Taking Pictures of Me While I’m Eating, Please Send Help Day.”
Darn. It’s also supposed to be Wordless Wednesday, isn’t it? Oops.
Superhero Baby Spotted Wearing Cape, No Pants
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Ssssh, it’s Wordless Wednesday.
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And now begins the wordy portion of the post! When I use the term “you” today, I’m of course not talking about YOU, but THOSE people.
Ella is very small for her age.
I know.
The shocked looked you give me, with eyebrows raised in question when I tell you she is ten months old feels like a kick in the teeth.
When you continue on and on and on about how small she is, I want to kick YOU in the teeth.
She is small, tiny even.
I knoooooow.
Ella has never been deprived a meal, I can assure you. If she’s hungry, I feed her. Sometimes I even feed her when she’s not hungry.
No she isn’t on the growth chart.
Yes her pediatrician is concerned. But only slightly.
No I’m not concerned.
But I am sensitive. I am sensitive because of your reaction. It’s fine to notice she’s small, (I already know), but it’s not fine to look shocked, even frightened.
She is little. But she is sauc-ay. (please refer to above picture)
I know.
Oh Yes We Did
Heather and I went to The Wine Loft on Saturday night after the Mardi Gras parades. Oh yes we did! (Thanks to All Things BD for the idea!)
We were wearing jeans! I was wearing a T-shirt! GASP! And! Excessive jewelry!!! Cheap, gawdy, Mardi Gras beads, no less!
Do you think we got kicked out????
(We didn’t.) (Actually, they were really friendly.) (Most of the other patrons were wearing jeans, too!)
To see others who actually follow the rules of Wordless Wednesday, go here!
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This here is my blog where I talk about my feeeeelings. I'm Mom to Carson, 6, and Ella, 4. I'm Jennifer and wife to Tate. I like to run and eat nachos. Not at the same time, though. Duh.
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