I kept thinking that I wanted to blog about something, but had nothing. Well, these are the nothings I could scrap up from my pictures on my camera.
The other night before bed Derek started reading to Evelyn. I walked in and my heart just melted! I ran and got the camera. This is not an uncommon sight, but for some reason I loved it more than usual.
This is what pasta and pudding will do to an eighteen month old. I started to wipe her up and then decided to take a picture. That's why her right hand is clean. My family loves when I'm pregnant, pregnancy equals pudding (and pie, and cookies, and everything else yummy and sweet).
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You may think they are "Nothings" but they are super sweet Nothings!
I love the drained face and the stump sitting.
Presley is sitting here looking with me and she keeps saying, baby? baby?
:) Keep up the sweet nothings! Pretty soon you'll have twice as many to blog about!
What a cutie pie! We need to come see your new house! How are you feeling these days?
That face is so funny. Why sooo seriouss? Faye asked in Evelyn was going potty in this picture. :)
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