
So for sale she goes!
But he's redeemed himself:
Nightey night!

So for sale she goes!
Nightey night!
She sews everything (purses, nursing covers, blankies...) and I'm begging her to let me sell some stuff for her in my Etsy shop.
We both do.

Recipe (so easy):
Our spur of the moment double date is the only thing we did without the kids; was thankful our sitter was available last minute. Here's A and I; she's awesome. Our guys talked design while we talked sleep schedules and a possible camping trip.

We really only read vintage books to Wilder. They are oh, 60-pages and some of them boring...like the one about the whales. There are no people in that book. Illustrated whales aren't that fun to look at.
Oh, Sissy. You are my heart.
Peach rings, my fave!
Some of these pictures are really low quality but imperfections are what make this blog MINE. Because I am not perfect! Also I don't shop at Hollister. The neighbor girls (teenagers) let me go through their Goodwill bags. There was a cute little A cup bra in there that cracked me up.
A & L are as precious as they look.
The end.
We experienced three horrible traffic jams that made our 6 hour trip a 9 hour one. But friends stick together and we kicked the trip's bootay.
Here's some Ikea eye candy. I wouldn't have left you hangin', promise!
I want an all white bedroom. Maybe after the kids are doing their own thing.
