Showing posts with label hair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hair. Show all posts

18 October 2013

InstaFriday

life rearranged
I know you're shocked.
For the record, I have not given up on contributing to this here blog 'o mine.
In the meantime, here's our week (or two or three) in Instagram.
Enjoy.

This man works so hard to provide for our family. This is quite often the scene as soon as he sits down.

Hello shoulder surgery.

It hurts. A lot.

Due to the whole one arm situation, Stu's been doing my hair. Here is a bun. A BUN.

Welcome home Gran Gran!

Theses two. I did not give them permission to grow up.

Colder weather = fun socks

Sweet little Tyson feeding baby Tucker. When did they get bigger??

Waiting to cross the river.

I love my Gussy Sews pouches!

Tyson's catch. He was so proud. :)

This is my I don't like doing 2nd grade homework face.

Tucker loves Hutton.

By Tyson

An empty house means I have control of the tv.

Oh how he loves that sweet girl.

8 inches. Gone. Wowzers.

And for your hearing pleasure, Hutton talking with Tucker. :)

Happy Friday Y'all!

10 May 2013

InstaFriday

life rearranged
I'm linking up with Jeanette at Life reArranged to showcase everyday life thru instagram photos.
Just simple life.
Easy.
No fuss.


My neurosurgeon is a hunter.
 This is the disc that now resides at my C4.

:)

We loved every minute.

My wedding side sock bun hair.

My sweet baby boy.

Sunshine is bliss.


Oh spelling word sentences...

This is where you'll find me every Wednesday. (life of a soccer mom)

Already shelled? Amazingness.

Happy Friday y'all!

03 May 2013

InstaFriday

life rearranged

Well, well, well.
Hello there Friday.
And cold weather.
I mean, 48* on May 3?!
Anywho, our week...

Humidity + curly hair = really curly baby hairs.

One of Stu's vendors's daughters is dating a guy I went to high school with. Of course I had to dust of my year books so that Stu could take pictures of the guy. Anyone wanna see my 6th grade picture? (the answer is no)

HEB Central Market. BRASIL!

My day got sooo much better.

Think my mom and I got enough Guarana?

This lovely letter came for my SEVEN YEAR OLD. No, he will not be calling to refinance his mortgage. Thankyouverymuch.

Onesies I made for Hutton. :)

I straightened my hair. 

The boys each got to taste Guarana. It's a right of passage.

To prove to Stu that there really was no ammo.

My day was spent editing.

New water softener! What-what!

I decided to be wild and crazy with my nails.

The ever annoying homework time.

I had to steal this quote.

Inspection station #10 = the most ridiculously long wait. Ever.

Hope you have a fantastic Friday!