Posts by Lessa:
All the toys in the world…
…and she plays in a cardboard box. Or I force her to live in one. Whatever.
One plus, though, is she LOVES the camera. Ask her to pose, and she does so . Ask her to smile through her hair, and it’s too cute for words. ask her to act like a growly little urchin child living in a box? And she’s STILL too cute for words, even as she nails the shot…
(Ok, so she was really just yelling at her brother and the picture is a happy accident. Perfect anyway!)
Someone asked me a while ago why there were SO MANY pictures of the Pup, and not so much the older too. Was I going all “PROTECT THEIR PRIVACY” on them, was I worried about the HORRORS OF THE INTERNET? WHY wasn’t I exploiting my other kids on the internet like the pup?!
The answer is simple, really. When you try to take pictures of the Girl, this is what you get:
And then there’s the boy. Nana? I censored it to protect your delicate sensibilities! See, I am the good daughter!
And I don’t know WHERE he learned such a vulgar display of hand gestures. Really.
(…stop laughing, Nana. You too, Sis – he probably learned it from you anyway!)
I’m the innocent one.
(There they go again… tsk.)
It must be summertime in Alaska…
which means playing outside until utterly exhausted and collapsing onto the couch and falling asleep within three breaths – and getting color, the ‘poor Irish baby’ way… heh. Auntie forgot the sunscreen. She was quite pleased to tell me that her knees are red too because she was CLIMBING TREES mama! Aaaaaah summertime…
Wait… she said what?!
So, remember, back in like May of last year, May 27th to be exact, I said I’d seen a glimpse of the future and it skeered me? No? Here’s a reminder: Yeah, THAT future. Well. The Girls BFF M. is here spending the night, and when the boys (The Boy and Z) got here, they […]
…it’s HOW far?!
It’s no secret. I am a large woman. I have the perfect hourglass figure – that holds 3.5 hours. Figures like mine aren’t born, they’re MADE – it takes time and dedication to get the kind of curves I’ve got – for SURE. (and what would I do if I DID lose weight? I’d have […]
Other weekend happenings, bullet style!
Sometimes, it’s just SO OBVIOUS that they are my kids. Seriously. * The boy got hisself a haircut. Even paid for it with his own money. (Amazingly, the more this happens, the more I like that he’s old enough to get a job. Hah.) As the stylist is brushing off his neck, after the cut, […]
