stolen from Lemony Sarah, who's cool! And fun! And has great eyes! And always has the best stuff on her blog!
Watch it. Then watch it again. Really, it's that good.
* Oh, Children's Motrin, why do you torment me so? No, I'm not talking about the baby-wearing debacle, I'm talking about the commercial that's currently playing...
(and I can't find it on YouTube, so bear with me)
Scene: Mom on computer in home office. Mom has on a red tshirt, has dark hair - do you know which one I mean? Anyhoo -
Voiceover talks about how priorities change when your child is
So! The annual rush-around-for-a-photo has begun! Actually, I'm late, but we'll ignore that....
I'm leaning towards this:
if I could figure out how to take the blur and the unfortunate lighting out
but remembering this:
still makes me smile, even if it is two years old.
Maybe I should go with this:
(one of my favorites!)
but I probably need both of them together for a holiday photo, and that
I love old cookbooks.
This one, tattered, worn, spotted with age and careless drippings, has lived at my father-in-law's house for over forty years - it was a gift sent to my mother-in-law from people back home in Newfoundland in the sixties. Published by one of the flour companies (Five Roses, Cinderella, Cream of the West, Purity, and so on.) as a way to seal brand loyalty, this one is skewed