10 minutes...in a field...with a camera

...can really pay off!

the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad bathroom gets a makeover!

 before

 do we wonder why Brylie developed a fear of jungle animals when we moved here?

this poor wall had been painted and wallpapered more times than any wall deserves.

are you ready?!

ta-da!

(notice the brand, spankin' new tile floor?  that's right, my husband's the stud that did that)

why do i love having a girl?

Experimenting!

We ended up going with a pony tail today,

but, hey, now we know what

old-school rag rollers to do fine, 3-year-old hair. Yikes.

naughty or nice?

We'll see what the "big guy" says...

Brylie's message from Santa

two firsts

first #1 - a busted lip. it wasn't really too very traumatic, but the picture was worth sharing.

first #2 - a haircut. let's face it, it was about time. i just couldn't stand the thought of cutting off the ends because that's the hair she was born with. but, she was looking like a mullet-y ragamuffin, so it was time.

here we go...!

i told her i was going to cut it all off - she wasn't too thrilled about that, as you can see

as a matter of fact, i do know that there is almost no hair on that towel. baby steps...

who could this be?

brandon found this picture today and insists it looks like the 25-year-old version of a certain 4-year-old redheaded boy who shall remain nameless.... hehe.

one man's trash...

So I was walking through Salvation Army, looking for something to wear to a "tacky Christmas sweater" party, when I spotted this little beauty:

Four dollars! It's fantastically vintage...it even smells vintage. (interpret that however you like).