Thank you to everyone and their sweet comments on my pictures. I regretted posting them as soon as I hit “publish” but your comments were lovely. Who doesn’t like to hear that they look fabulous?? Of course, I only posted a few of the more modest ones. I saved the good ones for my husband. Who, I ended up showing the pictures because I’m terrible at keeping secrets. I couldn’t keep it to myself any longer. And, um…he kind of liked them. You know. Just a little. Ahem. I did a series in his firefighter helmet and bunker gear and we will just say that he was quite happy with them...
And so...I’ve bared my soul and my body on this blog. What’s left?
How about the silly things my kids say?
Nick: “Mom? I can see your thing,” he says, pointing at my bra.
Me: “What thing?”
Nick: “That thing that you cover your pimples with.”
Delaney, watching me put acne cream on.
“Is that for your nipples?” she asked.
Nipples, pimples. It all the same.
Daddy: “You’re going to get cold! Button your coat!”
Delaney: “I can just hold it shut.”
Daddy: “How are you going to keep your hands warm?”
Delaney: “I have skin.”
Nick: "This place is a complete pig style!"
And on that completely unrelated note... yet another picture from the same photo shoot. I was going to post it yesterday with the other ones but I was so busy making sure there weren't any wardrobe malfunctions that I forgot. But I wanted to post it. It's one of my top 5 favorites of me, ever (possibly because there is something over my face). But just humor me, OK?
It seems like the photo should have a story. It's mysterious. What is she looking at? What is she thinking? (And well, I know the answers and it's not terribly mysterious or even slightly interesting. Perhaps I should make something up.)