School photos. Love them. I know lots of parents boycott them, but every year I shell out the $20 to get a few prints made and mail them out to far-away loved ones.
The middle of August has crept up on me like a thief in the night. Our summer has been packed full to the brim and here’s a few photos to prove it:
Soggy kid in towel.
Snarky kid giving attitude.
I just found this old photo from the winter on Steve’s phone and I love it so hard: Avelyn’s closed eyes and toothless grin, Karenna’s wild smile and Brinley’s stubby arms stretched overhead.
It will never cease to amaze me how this:
can go to this:
in 0.8 seconds.
She lives in a glass cage of EMOTION, this one.
I know way too many young moms whose lives have been cut short by cancer.
Well, they didn’t actually walk into a bar, but they did go trick-or-treating and got so hopped up on chocolate and high fructose corn syrup that they are still kind of buzzing.