It seems we found Paul Bunyan.
He’s living at the water park we visited.
I love that my daughter will still pose for fun pictures.
My son just walks away and when I do get a photo, he’s terribly picky.
He wants retakes.
This is what happens at thirteen.
Heaven help me when my daughter hits that age!
The water park was all kinds of crazy fun.
I had very low expectations going in, but we had a blast.
We opened and closed the park.
When the kids fell asleep on the ride home, I knew it was a very good day.
(That photo was sunset on the Erie Canal. Nothing to do with the water park.)
Can we talk about school supplies for a second?
They killed me. Dead.
I can buy a 1 inch binder for .99 cents, but my kids need 1 1/2 inch binders.
That cost $4.98 each. I needed eight.
I felt like poking my eye out with a pencil.
It’s because of the binders that I had to walk away from these.
My heart broke a little.
I’m not sure if the right word would be lust or covet, but I’m pretty sure I’m doing both.
I’m also praying every day that Target will still have a pair of these in a size eight when I finally have money to buy them.
Please God. Please.
I’m not sure God thinks I need a pair of red, shiny heels,
but I’m going to attempt to convince Him otherwise.
The poochy lip says it all.
Are these too many pictures for you?
I can’t stop taking them.
My husband thinks I’m nuts, but click, click, click…there I go again.
Charlotte is quite the little handful.
We’re teaching her to stand up tall on her hind legs for a treat.
My daughter is perfect the high-five with her.
She mainly does two things – eat and poop.
I’ve never seen a more greens consumed in my life.
I’m wondering if all vegetarians poop as much as Charlotte.
Must I explain?
My husband bought me roses.
I was quite surprised and delighted.
On that happy note, we’ll end.
I’d love to have you follow along on Instagram.
Linking to Life Rearranged for Insta Friday!