And just to document the fact that I am certifiably crazy (in case you were demonstrating your kindness by giving me the benefit of the doubt), I submit the photographic evidence of me wearing my white bermuda's. White. With my three boys. Five, three, and seventeen months. In the sand box, eating chocolate ice cream, then playing at the park. The absurdity of it never even occured to me until last night when I was downloading pictures. It's just one of those things. I love color, but white has a certain unexplainable appeal to me. When I see something really cute and I am given color options, the white one almost always jumps out at me and says, "Don't think about how impractical I am. Just buy me". My garment collection, of an unreasonably white nature, has grown over the past few years. The newest to join the craziness has been a sun dress and skirt. I don't know why I so often give in to that which makes no sense at this stage of my life, but let's just chalk it up to a women's prerogative. :) Sounds good to me. I have a washing machine. I have bleach. :)
Saturday, May 24, 2008
So many reasons...
...to love this time of year!
And just to document the fact that I am certifiably crazy (in case you were demonstrating your kindness by giving me the benefit of the doubt), I submit the photographic evidence of me wearing my white bermuda's. White. With my three boys. Five, three, and seventeen months. In the sand box, eating chocolate ice cream, then playing at the park. The absurdity of it never even occured to me until last night when I was downloading pictures. It's just one of those things. I love color, but white has a certain unexplainable appeal to me. When I see something really cute and I am given color options, the white one almost always jumps out at me and says, "Don't think about how impractical I am. Just buy me". My garment collection, of an unreasonably white nature, has grown over the past few years. The newest to join the craziness has been a sun dress and skirt. I don't know why I so often give in to that which makes no sense at this stage of my life, but let's just chalk it up to a women's prerogative. :) Sounds good to me. I have a washing machine. I have bleach. :)
And just to document the fact that I am certifiably crazy (in case you were demonstrating your kindness by giving me the benefit of the doubt), I submit the photographic evidence of me wearing my white bermuda's. White. With my three boys. Five, three, and seventeen months. In the sand box, eating chocolate ice cream, then playing at the park. The absurdity of it never even occured to me until last night when I was downloading pictures. It's just one of those things. I love color, but white has a certain unexplainable appeal to me. When I see something really cute and I am given color options, the white one almost always jumps out at me and says, "Don't think about how impractical I am. Just buy me". My garment collection, of an unreasonably white nature, has grown over the past few years. The newest to join the craziness has been a sun dress and skirt. I don't know why I so often give in to that which makes no sense at this stage of my life, but let's just chalk it up to a women's prerogative. :) Sounds good to me. I have a washing machine. I have bleach. :)
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6 comments:
great entry...
ohhh and btw, I totally feel you, I went down 10 pounds, and haven't made it all up yet. Im still down 5 from preg preggo.... I didn't ever want to eat, in fact this is the first time ever preggo I feel like I could eat all day, its kinda nice.
Precious.
Looks like a great family date! It's nice here except it is soooo windy! Go figure!
You're too cute! I love white too...and yellow :) YAY FOR SUMMER!!!
Are you guys coming back for a visit this summer?!?
Beautiful pictures! Lovely family! You are so blessed.
White is practical. What other color could you drop chocolate ice cream on and then throw in the washing machine with bleach??? I rest my case.
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