'Tis the Season

Now I get it - it's eye candy season. Guys live for the warm weather where they can enjoy the sun and the women during their breaks spending it drooling publicly. There is an acting/drama school right by my workplace with girls wearing what I am not sure I would even wear to sleep. I'm so tempted to take pics of them some days but how weird would it be to stand in the middle of the street stalling to pull out my iPhone and start snapping away at other women's legs and half their asses I see sticking out from their 5 inch skirts? Note to my beanie, if you so much as leave the house ever with shorts and skirts that short EVER - I will shred them to strips and use them to tie you up in your room where you will be home schooled until grad school is completed. For now however, you're as cute to me as a button running around in your pampers. Hopefully the days you fight me on appropriate apparel will not come too soon. Stay my baby a little while longer, yea?









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Perfect Days

I really want a puppy. Not just for the Bean which is a big part, but I'd love to have a puppy eventually. I just don't think we can handle another "baby" in the house and so that'll be on hold for some time, but I am in love with the sun and it was the perfect afternoon for this.
















Thanks Uncle Jem and Auntie Shell!
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Dare Devil

Baby's got herself a nice helmet...



So she doesn't hurt herself playing with a toy stroller. That's right. Because you know, those strollers can be super daring... Well at least we know she'll keep the helmet on.

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Expressions

Her "I don't want to take a picture!" face.








It's getting harder and harder to catch her in pictures unless she's taking them herself. Of nothing. Or of just the top of her head.












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Outlet Adventure

So we - okay, I - think it's a great idea to take the late afternoon to hit the outlet. It is about an hour's drive. The shopping thing, by the way, isn't the greatest idea with a toddler but whatever - I don't learn because I do it all the time and I say the same thing every time - "what was I thinking!?". On the drive back, and this is of course as soon as I hit the highway, she starts crying "Mommy ouch. Mommy ouch". All mommies know when their kiddies are faking it because they don't want to be stuck in their seat and when something is really bothering them. This is the real kind but I am on a highway with a really narrow shoulder that I am not about to pull over onto. She starts to cry her big fat tears. I pull over once the shoulder starts to open up further into a ditch-y kind of area so as not to risk oncoming traffic pummeling into us, turn on all the lights in the car so other cars can see that I'm pulled over, crawl around to her side and get her out. The button of her pants is digging into her belly so I pull off her pants and off comes her diaper along with it. That is the moment she decides she needs to pee out the two full cups of water she drank during our outdoor shopping adventure. All over everything. Herself. Her clothes. Me. My floor. I stick on a dry diaper and she comes home with no pants on because I am not about to get out of the car in the middle of the highway to dig around in my trunk for a pair. That was our weekend adventure. How was your weekend?
Here are some totally unrelated photos. I would have taken the time to pull out my phone for the camera but I was far too concerned about the oncoming traffic and the pee to think of it.




















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