Tuesday, July 3, 2012
Ice Cream!
A few Saturday nights ago it was HOT. So we headed down the road for an after dinner ice cream snack. Aubrey loves ice cream. Just look at the bite! She is literally trying to fit that entire scoop of ice cream into her tiny mouth.
This picture would be amazing if Martin didn't look so angry for some reason.
I just need to somehow splice Martin's face from this picture into the previous on. Perfect shot!
Oh, and note Martin's cockeyed hat. Such a gangster. Ha!
Monday, July 2, 2012
Dance Recitals
A few weeks ago, my oh so adorable niece had her very first dance recital. And her oh so adorable sister had a shirt that matched her costume! Being a long time veteran of dance recitals, I knew I couldn't miss Kendyll's big debut but I was also really not feeling leaving the house again when I finally returned home from work.
Megan: Whoa. Look at you all dressed up.
Me: Well. I didn't really feel like going anywhere and I thought maybe if I put some heels on I would be more in the mood.
(sidenote: I was the only person in the audience wearing skinny jeans, a cardigan and 4 inch wedges. I basically towered over everyone. )
Megan: Well. Ingrid would approve.
But, my outfit aside, it was so fun to see Kendyll dance and even more fun to see how excited she was to be the star of the show and to show off her costume.
The other thing I learned about dance recitals. If you are the weaker of the two in a duet, bow out, or find some other people to dance in the class because it is glaringly obvious.
Sunday, July 1, 2012
Defending the Family
Picture a family. A mom. A dad. A really cute little girl. All coming home and heading into the house at the same time. Then picture the dad, the oh so funny dad, punching a bee.
Me: What are you doing?? Did you just punch that bee?
Martin: Hell yeah! I'm not going to let him threaten me!
Me: What?! You're not supposed to punch bees you're supposed to ignore them! Everyone knows that.
*said bee, now angered, continues to swarm around us.
Me: (refuses to let my point drop) I mean seriously, you must have gotten stung a lot as a kid.
Martin: How about instead of lecturing me you get are child out of danger since the bee is sitting on her nose.
Me: (gently shoos bee away from child's nose) Ok, ok. I'm just saying. It's a little ridiculous. And you're fault if she gets stung.
....Two weeks later Martin is still refering to this incident as a moment where he defended his family.
Me: What are you doing?? Did you just punch that bee?
Martin: Hell yeah! I'm not going to let him threaten me!
Me: What?! You're not supposed to punch bees you're supposed to ignore them! Everyone knows that.
*said bee, now angered, continues to swarm around us.
Me: (refuses to let my point drop) I mean seriously, you must have gotten stung a lot as a kid.
Martin: How about instead of lecturing me you get are child out of danger since the bee is sitting on her nose.
Me: (gently shoos bee away from child's nose) Ok, ok. I'm just saying. It's a little ridiculous. And you're fault if she gets stung.
....Two weeks later Martin is still refering to this incident as a moment where he defended his family.
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