lol. Catch me if you can – it’s fast, don’t blink.
lol. Catch me if you can – it’s fast, don’t blink.
Went to Granite Hill MDW with a huge group this year. We call it “camping” but most all of us have travel trailers which are pretty much like driving a hotel to a campground.
Camping is so great, this years spot was so awesome too. One of the guys had booked it a year in advance! Good spots book so fast, especially for large groups. Most campgrounds consist of a million pull in spots on tiny lots, but this was around the edges of a huge field that was so perfect for the kids to play in.
The girls were in heaven able to just run around like little wild beasts.
I am LOVING this daddy-daughter moment. Such a great pic.
Or this one, accidental capture of my baby being catapulted from the slide. I’m not sure how but she landed on her butt… and of course went back down a zillion more times.
This is how you travel in large campgrounds, that or walk but who can walk with a herd of children? (most the kids were sitting up by me)
I don’t know about most kids, but mine usually eat better in a group. She actually ate a ham sandwich – um, awesome.
Um, there are no words. Really.
Party in the USA people, we rocked that dance party. O shut it down. Love.

Community slip-n-slide. That’s whats cool about camping too, neighbors are usually pretty social and neighborly. 
This is O on her bike. She doesn’t know how to ride, she says she is scared of it – but she does look pretty cute.
***sparklers**** I didn’t know they were even around anymore!!!
Here is Oakley’s latest Band Aid commercial. It will be airing today on the Disney Channel! Get it girl!! <3
She had so much fun with this one. Got some awesome outtakes of this little princess to…
Finally got a copy of this! Can’t wait to show Oakley.
YES. I wish I was mad at someone right now. Don’t F with me people, you will be glitterized. Oh, how about O-glitter-ated. I’ll be here all night ya’ll.
This girl knows whats up. Short men fit, tall men are scary and weird.
This guy knows what’s up. one word = seriously.
I was cleaning and decided to snap some pictures for bloggy world. This is for you Rose, it will be a virtual tour of my house. But minus the virtual tour part. Okay so it will be more like strategic pictures taken at optimal angles to hide all the crap and junk and make me look like an amazing house keeper, cleaner, decorator, what-have you.
It’s basically an optical illusion. As is my entire life.
HI! Come On In!
Chris randomly called me from Home Depot and said there was a really great door on clearance. Apparently the people who bought it measured wrong so it was an odd size. Being the craftsman as he is Chris made it fit our house by adding extravagant molding details around the frame. It’s so fancy. The old owners last name was “Fly” I think. I think of them often. Like way often. Whenever I open the front door I see FLY written on masking tape on the inside trim. I will pull it off one day.
That crazy thing on the door knob is a child lock to keep in grandparents, visitors and babies.
I was sifting through stuff a few minutes ago looking for something – although for the life of me I can’t remember what it was… and anyway I found this old 8×10 picture. It was such a long time ago, back when we were like so young and skinny. I wore a size like negative zero. I remember this was our first house party. I was actually wearing bubblegum pink pants.
Who wears bubblegum pink pants? God I was bold. And skinny. And tan. And my hair was perfectly highlighted.
***SIGH***
The good old days. When I had a chin, a waist and time to get my hair did. Now when I have free time I walk in circles around the house picking up random articles of clothing or perpetually Windex things. I do love Windex though – it is so versatile.
I felt sad when I saw this photo though. I used to love getting dressed up and doing my make-up. Now its such a hassle. I don’t even feel like putting on make-up because then I have to open my walk-in closet, and if I open the closet I see all the clothes that I don’t like because they aren’t comfortable. Actually, I just lied. I really hate opening the closet because the girs bum-rush me and start opening all the jewelry box drawers and start applying makeup and asking me to paint their nails and want me to flat iron their hair (ugh, yea my girls. and yea they are 1 and 4.) I’ve created monsters.
So the point is I’ve gotta Whoa-man up. It’s like man-up but I’m a woman. I gotta get my pancake a$$ back in gear. We joined the Y and I am going to start to get active again. Maybe do some spinning or body pump. Something. Anything! Me and Justin are bringing sexy back, together in 2015.
and this is what happens when you get my genes…
and I taped sideways again – WHAT THE HELLLLLL