Laundry Day part 2

Today today today! There really isn’t much to say about today. It was a relatively boring day. I spent more time online instead of cleaning. I am tired of cleaning! I envy those who can clean for a living! I think I would go insane… although it is fun to go through other’s things instead of my own lol. Anywho, here is the second laundry pic!

Part 2 of Laundry Day

Laundry Day

It seems that both of my babies have an obsession with laundry! Whether clean or dirty they don’t care they want to play with it, crawl in it, drool on it and throw it around! My daughter loves to unfold the clothes faster than I can fold them and my son likes to chew on the ones that get flung on the floor! So it is because of this obsession with laundry I decided to do a series of laundry pictures! These pictures consist of my son being adorable sitting in our laundry basket! I will post one tonight and post more tomorrow 🙂

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Laundry Day!

BBF!!!!

NO Jenn I am not referring to Beautiful B*tchy Friends! lol I am referring to Back Button Focusing! [b]ecker has inspired me to learn how to do this! Basically it is a way to focus on your camera! It DEFINITELY takes some getting used to but I am DETERMINED to learn!!! Here are some shots I took of my kids using BBF

Logan's eyes

HBW

Piano

I started playing the piano when I was 7 years old. I used to practice on one of those tiny tiny little happy meal sized keyboards. I taught myself twinkle twinkle little star and it was all down hill from there! My parents allowed me to take lessons where my love for music thrived. I used to play all day, and I am sure I drove my parents nuts with the endless noise. And although I rarely play now, I am so grateful for the fact that I know how! However, rusty I may be I know if I were to practice again I would be able to play beautiful music once more!

My parents bought me this little glass piano when I was a little girl and I have always treasured it!

Piano

Hecticness…. is that even a word???

Well this weekend has been pretty hectic! I haven’t had time for much of anything. I managed to snap a couple pics of my friend’s cat this evening. I just got home and am about to go to bed but thought I’d post this first 🙂 So here is The Cat… I can’t remember his name.. I think it is something like gnarly or something. And in true form of rambling I am making NO sense! I really am tired lol.
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wooo

My husband and I have been painting the house ALL day!!! I didn’t have very much time for my camera… unless I wanted paint all over it lol. I still wanted to share a picture I just found on my computer this evening! I took it a while ago but I still think she is cute with her little pouty face 🙂

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Logan's 8 month pic

My little boy turned 8 months old on the 10th! And as a long standing tradition that means I have to do studio portraits lol. This is mainly for my mom in the fact that she prefers the look of a simple backdrop versus the natural lighting look. It was quite a task to not only be the photographer but the parent who is trying to keep my lil wiggle worm on the backdrop haha I think maybe next time I should wait for my hubby to get home to try and take the picture! Then he can keep putting Logan back and I can worry about snapping adorable pics 🙂 ANYWHOO here is my son’s 8 month picture 🙂

Logan turned 8 months on the 10th :(

Oh and I have to tell you that the blanket he is so adorably wrapped up in was made by his Great Aunt Dot! Not only is she my aunt and his great aunt she really is GREAT 😉 She has made some awesome blankets, clothes and dolls, stuffed animals and other things for my kids!!!

My Funny Valentine

My hubby went out last night and bought these for me and I had no clue until I woke up this morning! Don’t ya just love his romantic note 🙂 lol he gave me a really sweet card/letter too but this one makes me laugh 😀

Happy Valentine's

My poor baby

So how is it that my son will have RAZOR sharp CLAWS and only scratch me to pieces but as soon as I trim all 20 of his nails he scratches his face????

My poor baby