An anonymous someone mentioned yesterday that there never seem to be any photos of me with my children posted here. There's a simple reason for this: There aren't any. And that is because I am always with them and I am also the only one who takes pictures. A. is not prone to snapping photos of tender moments. Or any moments, really. Neither is the MiL.
But! When my parents were here, the MiL did grab the camera handily sitting on the table to take these pictures of me with my children and my mom. They're not the best quality, but they are literally all I got.
We're reading a field guide to amphibians. What? You thought it would be something cute like Goodnight Moon? Perish the thought.
Did you know there's a salamander called an amphiuma that can grow to almost four feet and is known to bite? Neither did I, but I do now! Thankfully, it only lives in the southeastern United States, so it will never show up in my living room.
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Just wait till you guys come to visit after our next move, it will be salamander and hog hunting!!!
I think Cubby and Charlie one day may want some photos to remember the bonding moments with their mommy. :) So they can remember how young and beautiful she was....Beth
your mom looks so young!!
I love little boy pajamas.
There is nothing better than little boy pajamas.
Rocket ships and solar systems and lions and tigers and...
All I can find for my tot were princess fluffy pink-pink bullshit pajamas.
So I bought her rocket ship ones.
Fuck convention.
I'm so glad charlie is a sleeper not a screamer - otherwise you would really be in dire straights. It seems like we spend a large amount of time as new moms moving somewhat coherently from one sitting position to another. Not much fun - but charlie is a sleeping champ. Go get some family photos done!!
And is that Mia listening in?
Take it back--looks like Leda. Mary in MN
Good eye, Mary. That is indeed Leda the Fluffball, learning about amphiumas. She's not scared.
Don't I remember the MiL telling me nearly 30 years ago about a certain son of hers who, at a very tender age, specifically requested thick books about science stuff? Seems fitting during this harvest season to see that the apple does indeed not fall far from the tree. (Don't let the MiL correct that sentence)
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