March certainly did go out in a the kind of sheepish way we like. Little L was loving the sunshine on his glow-white chunky roll of pillsbury dough boy legs. Notice the flowers-a-bloomin... 
He made good use of those tulips, I say, connecting with the South American in us all. Happy days.
And since Samara was sleeping, he took the liberty of wearing her pink, just barely pink, shades.
Let's be honest.... now that she has these...
from some very lucky, very lovely friends who escaped to sunny Florida,
she won't be missing the old plain janes.
Oh, and my happpppppy boy is back. Can you spot the four outed teeth?!
But enter April. Snow, wind, rain. I love me my clothes line, friend of our Earth, our skin, our wallet, used even in December and March, but not this April 1st. No sah.
And yes, that's the best snow pic I bothered. I had not one but two sessions cancel yesterday because the snow just aint all that anymore.
But... the hubby's home, the first time really truly home and with us since all those sad days, and it's ball season, that magical time of year when you can watch pretty much every sport ever mystically dreamed up at any given hour of the day or night. Yes, we heart the all-ball season! And since there's a surprise predicted winner of this year's Dosch/Hare extended March Madness pool, oh yes, I'll embrace basketball as my current favorite of them all.
Pin It
He made good use of those tulips, I say, connecting with the South American in us all. Happy days.
And since Samara was sleeping, he took the liberty of wearing her pink, just barely pink, shades.
Let's be honest.... now that she has these...
from some very lucky, very lovely friends who escaped to sunny Florida,
she won't be missing the old plain janes.
Oh, and my happpppppy boy is back. Can you spot the four outed teeth?!
But enter April. Snow, wind, rain. I love me my clothes line, friend of our Earth, our skin, our wallet, used even in December and March, but not this April 1st. No sah.
And yes, that's the best snow pic I bothered. I had not one but two sessions cancel yesterday because the snow just aint all that anymore.
But... the hubby's home, the first time really truly home and with us since all those sad days, and it's ball season, that magical time of year when you can watch pretty much every sport ever mystically dreamed up at any given hour of the day or night. Yes, we heart the all-ball season! And since there's a surprise predicted winner of this year's Dosch/Hare extended March Madness pool, oh yes, I'll embrace basketball as my current favorite of them all.
No comments:
Post a Comment