"Hello hips if you can hear me, please don't forget your former curvy-ness. Thank you for growing to hold my emense french fry loving self but I'm just asking that you take a moment to remember the way you used to fill out a pair of skinny jeans so that one day after hours of marathon training plus a baby jogging stoller we may become our former skinny jean wearing selves again. Thanks for listening- Me"
And a hands free shot this time. Mom close your eyes for this part. My loving mom thinks I'm being mean about Dave's football... I told her he knows I love him and the coach in him. (And what does she know anyway? She got me into this freaking french fry fiasco. sorry for the alliteration I couldn't help myself). Back to being a football widow.... HOLY GLORY HALLELUJAH last football game tonight. From now on I hope that my loving hubby can take these pictures for me. So in honor I decided to figure out how to acutally work the time lapse thingy button on my camera... Little late.....But the new lighting is nice.
P.S. My mom knows alot.
And a shot just to prove that I still think pregnant moms-to-be should rock out the red shoes every once in a while. This shots for you Amanda. (So I have on navy socks... It was cold.)
4 comments:
More and more beautiful everyday!
God bless you and your hubby: reunited at last!
See you soon.
I adore you! What a pretty mommy you are becoming! And there is nothing wrong with french fries!
I think the navy socks compliment the rockin' red shoes rather well.
And I dig your yellow walls. I think I had a dream about yellow walls last night.
OH. MY. GOODNESS.
seriously, i don't even know what else to say.
the shoes say it all.
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