We spent the last weekend of our holiday in Summerville so Mike and I could go to a couples shower for Dana and Brad. While we were there, we brought the kids to one of their favorite playgrounds to work off some energy.
This picture cracks me up. The boys were pretending that they were running away (screaming) from a dinosaur.
Mike and I were f-r-e-e-z-i-ng (despite running around ourselves!), so every time the boys peeled off a layer, we made use of it.
Here's a perfect picture of me and my big-ole scar between my eyes. I totally forget about it until I see a picture of myself. Man I hate it. I'm sure I'll look back when I'm 70 and recognize that I should have embraced it. Until then, I'll wrestle with bangs to cover it, lather it with oils to soften it. And photoshop. Photohop will be my friend. :)
4 comments:
yay! you're caught up--and had time for a i heart faces post. so many gems throughout the posts. and by the way, you're gorgeous, dahling--that's what i was thinking every picture i saw you in. gorgeous.
As always... it is fun to be a Brown! looks like a great holiday!
ha! mike with the hat jacket. never noticed the scar. ever. feel like you should have told the story behind it :) cool tree pic
love that picture of the boys running from the dinasour. It looks like they are afraid the dinasour is going to tickle them to death or something... they're so happy he's chasing them!
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