We found exceptional moments of calm while being photographed by the amazing Amber Bourret.
Seriously, how beautiful are these pics? I feel all warm and squishy when I look at them.
We bought a tree for the backyard that *somehow* (I have no idea how, I swear. And it was all Jamie’s fault. I swear. Yes, swear.) managed to scratch our eldest’s face while it was being gently shoved into the back of our car.
You’re unique all right, asshole.
But we got it back. Because we placed it in full view of our infamous dead tree as a warning:
“This could happen to you, too. Stop effing scratching kids”.
And today …
I was once again reminded of how terrible I am at gardening, as Mason’s and my seed-sowing project has thus far produced two plants. Two. Out of nine. Fabulous.
Where will tomorrow lead?