where have i been? i'll tell you where. in the stupid yard. now that the weather is nice, finn's nap time can no longer be spent blogging or swiffering the hardwoods. speaking of which, my house is filthy. i'm certain that people with immaculate yards have disgusting interiors. lord does it eat up your day out there. i know you've missed the cloth diaper tutorials and other mostly meaningless ramblings. don't lie, you have. okay, you probably haven't. but here are some pretty little pictures anyway. gosh, i'm a terrible gardener. and i desperately need a mani/pedi. later, kids!
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| it's a classic. finn hasn't realized this yet. i follow him around with it. |
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| tough life. |
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| hoping the sun will help his hair grow? |
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| dinnertime dranks. |
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| yes, i actually use my frye boots for legitimate purposes. |
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handmade birdhouse, courtesy of life's patina! (my sis-in-law)
they lined the aisle at our wedding. proud to have one
in our home now! |
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| finn's preferred nighttime book, as well as mine. |
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| upstairs hall. |
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| tomato patch. |
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baby snapping turtle, courtesy of dave peirce.
affectionately and drunkenly named thomas kinkade. i don't remember why. |
pray for those tomatoes.
xo
m
3 comments:
Very pretty little pictures, lol. I'm on my knees now for the tomatoes and the Thomas Kinkade.
I had no idea a baby snapping turtle could be so cute! I hate those guys! Adorable happy post. :)
Love you and your sense of humor. :)
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