
Hand towel hanger inside picture frame that I sanded to look distressed
White shower curtain
Decorative shelf above toilet

Hand towel hanger inside picture frame that I sanded to look distressed
White shower curtain
Decorative shelf above toilet
Dadda--LOVE these! There's nothing like a boy (without a mustache*) in brand new tennies. Mmm, mmm, mmm...
*And, for those of you who were trying to guess when the 'stache would be put to rest, it happened on Monday, July 18, 2011...One of the Top 10 Happiest Days of my Life.

"Good lawd, that's a lotta money soda drinkin'!"
What we contributed…
Kind of puny, huh?!? We were just here 3 months ago, though, so we didn’t have much time to save up. We must be going through a phase, or something. ;)
Davis and I had a nice wake-up call this morning (around 5:50 or so)...the sonic boom sound from the Atlantis' very last landing. It was SO loud. Davis shot right up in bed and was, like, "What. Was. That?!?" When he retold the story to Justin over the phone it turned into this...
"Yeah, I heard the space ship this morning. It was like this, 'swish, swish, boom'. It was so loud, Justin. So, so loud. Really loud. It just made this loud boom in our room. And hit me in the head. And it was on the tv. It had a parachute behind it."
Justin will be here in a couple of hours and I’m so pumped!
Watching Big Bertha and Slim Jim settle their differences in the ring…
"Hmmm...what else?"
Listening to Daniel Tosh Radio on Pandora (when children aren’t present, of course). And I highly recommend this station, especially for your morning and afternoon work commutes. Uhhh...you're welcome.
I’m so pumped that my summer addiction, Big Brother, has started! Seriously, best.show.ever. Period.
Eating. And eating. And eating. And eating. There’s always something super yummy waiting for me in the kitchen.
Dance parties before bed…
Watching Davis do work…
And missing Husband. And Dockie Doc Doc.

Note to her: You're growing up too fast and I want it to stop.right.now. Thanks.
Wooder started class today and it went well. He worked hard for five straight hours and when I told him I was thankful for that, he said, “Yeah, well, that’s how the big dogs do it.”


