my life be like.

it's called a garlic burger and it tastes like heaven.

sometimes being a mom is hard and all you can do is cry.

testing out the camera on his s4 at the kewlest joint.

baby flash faces are hilarious.

pukey baby flash faces are even better.

(when her hair fluffs like that, cory likes to call her baby conan.)

behold, my latest specialty: nipple soup.

a walden wedding

first car ride as man and wife.

stoplight distractions.

sexxxi ginger. 

permanent smile.

post-luncheon baby time.

caravan to the reception.

seventeenth floor swag.

strawberry dinner.

room view.

it's so close i can taste it.

first "official" document with the new name.

papa + ginger spice freaking out over the fountain show.

writing too much results in ink splotches.

pure happiness has a price. that price is $1.99.

new game = see how many gum wrappers we can put in 
sass's shoe before she realizes it.

invitation stuffing is a happy business.

the anti-hipster is trying to hipsterfy me.

sequined flats = most recent obsession.

waiting for mama on the most productive day this summer.

this has been my favorite fourth.

fires. everywhere.

dressing like america makes for happy hearts.

please note: the sun made my skin look orange. this is not natural. repeat. i am not orange!!!

hipsters like america too.

chewie ran a 5k. nbd.

waiting to leave.

sixty minute car rides.

cutest little ginger i have ever seen.

we love america.

sunset perfection.

neighborhood pyrotechnics.

mind blowing magic. 

freeze frame.

kallie made a paper chain countdown for my cubicle.

this is why my job is better than yours.

 fries always taste better when your car dies 

in the middle of the drive-thru.

walk-thru fries > drive-thru fries.

church feet are fancy feet.

this little sass is trying to weasel her way into a sister-wives arrangement. 

i can't let that happen.

every day would be a fashion walk-off and i would always lose. 

lunchtime sunshine and afternoon phone calls

are the best kind of happiness.

life is better outside.

as of late.

this is the most it's snowed this winter.

it's killing me. 

stripes. zipper pants. flats. speckled ground. 

collar-bows and pea coats. 

sass knows how to rock it like a wasp.

behold, i present you 

gingerbread hogwarts. 

scarves are like blankets

and work is like death.

ashley went to the christmas dance and broke seventeen hearts.

they asked her not to come to a dance ever again.

the administration couldn't handle so many crying boys.

but really....


in other news,
on saturday i was guest posting on hilary's corner of the interwebz.
i would have told you sooner
but sometimes life is just too fun.
that and it's just a list
about school, people who don't shower, and alien  babies.
nbd.