But this photo of Phoebe pattern baldness takes the cake. I swear it's not that bad in real life.I don't think.
ANYWAY. Hey! How's your weekend going? Good. Same here. Absolutely nothing to report. It's been raining really hard and Julia thinks that means she should open and use her, "barilla" inside while Theo has confused the downpour for a big screen thriller of sorts because he just cannot pull himself away from the window and Sebastian is eating and eating and eating some more.
Okay. That was Saturday afternoon right before I tried to post this Sebastian emptied a bottle of my darkest nail polish all over the bathroom, the tornado sirens would not shut up (they can always sense when Simon is on call, always!), a fuse blew on one side of the kitchen and I didn't realize that the refrigerator had been sans power for MANY hours until the ice trays in the freezer were full of tepid water (yes, I'm an observant soul), and Phoebe had one of her worst scream sessions to date. All the diaper contents hitting all the fans. Always when Simon is on call. I'm over it. Really and truly. Mostly. Maybe.
Moving right along. A few links to click or not ...
my dream stroller
new favorite birth story
this made me laugh because it's so sadly true
I've really loved reading about Rachel's mission trip to El Salvador ... I imagine you will too
Sebastian's favorite toy that he insists on toting everywhere we go
And I'll stop there. But not before wishing my Gram a super happy birthday! She was going to see The Fault in Our Stars for her birthday ... have you seen it? I think I'll read the book first? I don't know.
Okay. Simon and I have a date with some margaritas and some Netflix. Off I go.