I've been posting my pictures for Fat Mum Slim's photo a day challenge on Staying Home and Staying Sane's FB page and Twitter and have neglected to blog a few. So, here they are...
Day 11: door
On this day I had an average of 6 kids in the house all day. Coming in and out and in and out and in and...you get the picture. The door was rarely closed all the way and if it was, it was slammed.
Day 12: From a low angle
I couldn't decide which one to use so I just made a collage of them both.
Day 13: art
This, my friends, is about as crafty as I get. Sorry for the disappointment you may be experiencing at this moment.
Day 14: time
this is what doggie bathtime looks like at my house. I think R was even wetter than the dog after it was all over with. And I love the look I am getting from Leni here....she was hoping I would rescue her from the torture.
Day 15: yellow
I took this from under a canopy of trees in my backyard yesterday evening as the sun was going down. I took a few shots but this was the one everyone in the family liked the best.
And this one has nothing to do with the photo challenge. My step mom gave me this picture of my dad when he was 3 months old so that I could scan it and have it in my "archives" seeing as though I'm basically the family historian aka the only one who takes pictures.
How stinkin cute was he?? What's really crazy is how much he looks like my youngest son or how much my youngest looks like him. Love it! Right now, my dad is in California working....this is his first time back at work (outside of the house) since his heart transplant about 7 months ago. Yes, heart transplant. Brand new heart. God is good.
Summertime has squelched my food budget....if I had a budget that I stuck to, which I don't. Which screws me every single week. Once again I ended up at the grocery store on a Sunday afternoon aka the worst time ever to go to the store. I had a list, I conquered that list and then some. And it cost roughly 2 million bucks.
Having a teenage son is like having a cow for a pet....inside the house. That eats non stop and then complains that we have NOTHING in the house.
Just wanted to get that out of the way.
This weekend was actually wonderful and summery.....
We had a Birthday party to go to and this was my view (photo a day #9)
G had a blast...and so did R even though she pretty much hung out beside me the whole time. Good friends, good food....and good entertainment.
On the subject of the entertainment....have you ever noticed how a clown or a person in costume (Chuck E. Cheese, etc) somehow turns completely sweet, well behaved children into mouthy and snippy kids? Not to the other kids but to the clown!
How many times have you seen that giant rodent getting kicked or a clown being called names? I really wonder why these things create these emotions in the kids. So strange.
I guess if some guy in makeup and big shoes tried chatting me up and trying to make me laugh I might be a little confused to.
After the kids were wiped out from the party we decided it would be a good time to go clothes shopping! Great idea, right?
No, it really was fine. G caught about 10 minute nap on the way there so he was good while we were shopping. It's a Town Center, so no mall just sidewalks and shops. G snagged an amazing fedora that he now claims is his lucky hat and I'm sure it will be worn everyday until a new lucky omen is found.
G loved crossing the street at the stop signs and he was jiving along with his new little hat on and proceeded to shake his fist at a car waiting for us to pass and say, "Hey! I'm walking here!" in a Jersey accent that I didn't even know he possessed.
We spent the most time in Barnes and Noble though, where I could live happily.
And that would be the best part of the weekend. Just G, R and me shopping around, walking, chatting, yelling at cars that were doing nothing wrong, and sitting on the floor at the bookstore and being completely and utterly happy.
Photo a day #10
best part of your weekend
R had made her way to look at other books and was finding her own happiness...within a safe distance from me of course.
I hope you all have a fantastic week.
T has another week of strength and conditioning camp and I plan on starting my pre-vacation deep cleaning. If you want to join a photo challenge, head over to Fat Mum Slim and click away.
Peace out, my friends!
Told you I would catch up.
If you would like to join June Photo a Day head over to Fat Mum Slim and check it out.
Day #4
Close-Up
My kids are little fish. They love to swim. And thank goodness for my husband's Aunt Jackie because she lets the kids swim all the time. We went over today and they wore themselves out.
Day #5
Sign
Peace
As always, I'm a little late to this soiree.
I love these kind of challenges. Photo a day or writing prompts....they really encourage you to stay in tune with your blog, your camera and makes you notice things you might not have before.
I just found this challenge the other day and fell instantly in blog love with Fat Mum Slim's site. It is bright and colorful and in your face. I will add her to the list in my head of people I know I could be friends with if we met.
I am so behind on this, 6 days to be exact, but that's okay....I will get caught up in a few days. I hope.
Head over to Fat Mum Slim for the whole list for June.
June Photo a Day: #1 Morning
I am so glad that G gas discovered coloring again. He likes things like this in spurts and right now he is totally into it. The first thing he wanted to do this morning was color.
Photo a Day: Empty
This swing is used constantly. It has been sat on, twisted, jumped off of, laid across...you name it. Best $ I've ever spent in Lowe's. Luckily, we have this gigantic shade tree in the front yard and it hangs perfectly from the branches.
Photo a Day: On Your Plate
Don't judge me by the meat on my plate or the amount of Sweet Baby Ray's BBQ sauce either. Last night I made country style ribs, cooked slow and low in the oven and then popped them in the broiler for a few minutes. R made smashed potatoes full of sour cream and half and half goodness. Yep. You heard me, half and half. Be afraid, very afraid. I had leftovers for liunch, which I now regret.
