Thursday, February 26, 2009
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Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
...for me to finally give in to the fact that Reagan needed her first haircut. She had these great curls since she was a baby that I wasn't ready to let go of. It got to the point where I couldn't even brush through her hair because it would get so tangled on the ends. I realized it really wasn't worth it to hear her scream at me every time I had to fix her hair, just to hold on to her "baby curls." So today we went for her first ever haircut. She was a little wary of the process, but once she saw Dora was on the TV she got to watch while getting the cut, she was all over it! MacKenzie got hers cut too, so it helped for her to see "Sissy" being fine with it too.
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I was just made aware that Reagan's picture is one of four being voted on to be featured as the winner of the month on the I Heart Faces Blog. I had no idea they were even doing this, let alone that her picture would be one in the running. If you have a chance, hop on over to www.iheartfaces.blogspot.com and give her your vote! If you do, she promises to make a "change" in our world. She also promises not to put our country in debt 787 billion dollars.
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Sunday, February 15, 2009
Next up...nails of course.
Then it was time to get all dressed up in our fanciest gear. The girls dug through their bottomless dress-up trunk and picked out dresses, shoes, crowns, & jewels to adorn themselves.
A Princess must not forget her lipstick for touch-ups later in the evening.
Check out our handsome date!
We indulged on delicious, bread, soup, pasta, & dessert.
Reagan didn't like her dessert at all.
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Thursday, February 12, 2009
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Tuesday, February 10, 2009
I am implementing a new series of posts. They will be called "No. Ma'am." You see, it is a favorite phrase of mine when I see or hear something that I think is a little off or it could just be straight-up crazy. And you have to imagine me saying the phrase with a distinct Southern drawl. For instance, I had this statement in this post:
So to all those Moms out there that think it's ok to bring their kids to Starbucks, give them a Horizon Chocolate Milk & a train from home, and let them run amok, driving everyone in the place completely crazy, while you chat with your friends, I say to you in my best Southern accent, "No Ma'am. No. Ma'am. Well I had another "No Ma'am" moment while watching the Grammy's the other night. Some of you may have seen this. For those of you who did not, well let's just say you missed a whole lot. A whole lot of M.I.A. She is a singer who collaborates with a lot of rappers and has a hit song on the soundtrack of the movie Slumdog Millionaire. Miss M.I.A. is 9 months preggers. Nine. Months. And she decided, or someone told her, not sure which, it would be a good idea to perform on the Grammy's with a group of rappers wearing a sheer leotard thingy with polka dots to cover her unmentionables, all while 9 months pregnant. Did I mention she's 9 months pregnant?! Oh my goodness. Girlfriend, I'm so sorry to break it to you, but pelvic thrusts and booty shaking in a sheer, polka dot leotard with a big ole belly is not attractive. It's not cool. It's not hip. It certainly does not belong on the stage of the Grammy's with a group of rappers who actually are cool. It would be an entirely different thing if she were standing behind a microphone, singing. But running up and down the stage, gyrating all over and waving her arms back and forth was way off. Honey, those moves are made for cool, hip rappers and Fergie with her rock hard abs, not Humpty Dumpty. Now don't get me wrong. I'm not criticizing the way she looks. She actually looks amazing. Unlike me who gains weight in my earlobes and everywhere else when pregnant, she was all belly and a great looking pregnant girl. I'm just saying humping the air with that belly is so not cool. Not even close. I am going to just give her the benefit of the doubt and think that someone else told her this would be a good idea and in a pregnancy-hormone-induced moment of stupidity, she agreed. However, it's not going to keep me from giving her a big, "No Ma'am. No Ma'am."
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Saturday, February 7, 2009
I say "we" won because, yes I did take the picture so I am the photographer who won with my shot, but goodness gracious, my little one's eyes helped me out quite a bit on this one! It certainly helps the photographer a ton when they have a beautiful subject. And I'm not biased at all. : )
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