Showing posts with label daily photo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label daily photo. Show all posts

Monday, April 18, 2011

April, why I outta...


Seriously?



Seriously. SERIOUSLY??



Seriously, April? April 18TH! And this is what I saw when I woke up on Monday morning. Snow. Heavily falling snow. Heavily falling snow that had the bad sense to accumulate. On April 18th.

Just one week ago, it was 80 degrees out. We had all the windows open. I actually dared to say that I felt hot. I know, I jinxed us, right?

April, this is some really sick and twisted joke. Please, knock it off!

Sincerely, Krista

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Sunday, I heart you!


Blooming flowers. Temperature? I don:t know, 78? Sun. Breeze. No humidity. 


Three mile run. With no walking! Yay me!


New springy nail polish. 


Some porch sittin'.


 Buds on the trees! Come on, leaves!


Time to throw rocks...

and pick up who knows what else.

Open windows! And did I mention the breeze?



The first day of yard work. 


Or just standing around in the yard. 


First time lounging sans pants.

First chance to find weird stuff in the grass and pretend that it is a toy.


First chance to grill!


 And eat a summery salad!


First semi-bike ride ever. He made it about six house and wouldn't pedal. 


First chance to scope out the graffiti that sprouted up over the winter. You think Banksy or no?




First family park trip of the year. 



Thanks Sunday. You were really beautiful. I needed you.

Love, Krista

So, was your Sunday a good one? I hope so! 

Friday, April 8, 2011

Sweetums




How is a mama to get anything done when she has this face to coo and smile at? And photograph obsessively. :)

Thursday, March 31, 2011

You're two-months-old, little one!





Somehow, two months have gone by since this little one arrived. On Jan. 31, he was a 7-pound, 4-ounce piece of perfection who slipped right out of me and proceeded to honk through his sleep like a flock of Canadian geese. Now, he's at least 10 pounds, with chunky rolls on his thighs and a smile you can coax out only by talking to him at an obscene octave with a head tilt and expressive eyebrows. Like you're insane. Smile for Mama! Smile!  He still honks through his sleep. My noisy little guy. I could kiss him all day long.

Monday, March 28, 2011

March 27, 2011

This little blue-eyed lovey is eight-weeks-old today. Predictable, but yes, time is flllllllying. Slow down, little one!