Moley Moley Moley
I got my mole removed. Before-
And after. Yeah, it looked a lot worse than I thought it would. And of course the only bandaids we had at home were camoflauge print. Unbeknownst to me we had a baby blessing to go to that weekend in Blackfoot. It took the whole car ride down to convince Delwyn that camo was not appropriate for church and we needed to stop and buy something less conspicuous.
You'll never believe this but I let Delwyn take the stitches out. The man who flat out refuses to trim my hair because he thinks he'll screw up BEGGED me to let him RIP stitches out of my FACE. After a nurse friend assured me there was "nothing to it" I gave in and with a (sterilized) seam ripper and baby finger nail clippers he got it done. He did a good job but I won't kid you I was scared. SERIOUSLY scared. I still get butterflies in my stomach thinking about it.
Teague
In a weeks time he's learn to go down the stairs but not before he fell down them . . . twice. I've found him crawling on the piano keys when I left him on the floor and found him on the floor when I left him in his crib. He got croup. And the piece de resistance, I think he may have swallowed a small pine cone.
Christmas 2010
Christmas 2010
Playing with my new camera Christmas night-
Jonas snuggling with his stocking-
Christmas morning. Seriously, they were fully clothed when they woke up. I really don't know what their aversion to clothes is. Cache's rocket- he was dissapointed when it counted down and it didn't actually lift off.
My camera can stitch 3 pictures together for a panaramic one. Can you see ghost Teague in the middle by the ottoman. That's creepy.
Jonas snuggling with his stocking-
Christmas morning. Seriously, they were fully clothed when they woke up. I really don't know what their aversion to clothes is. Cache's rocket- he was dissapointed when it counted down and it didn't actually lift off.
My camera can stitch 3 pictures together for a panaramic one. Can you see ghost Teague in the middle by the ottoman. That's creepy.
It's a Girl!
And we finally got that little girl we've been waiting for, just didn't think it would come in cat-form. She wandered onto our porch and cried all day until I gave her some milk and -wouldn't you know it- she never left. But she's a good kitty and very patient with the little ones who like to pull her around by the tail. She plays fetch. Is that normal?
