me + scissors + 6.43 hours/964 tiny snips = this
holding hands with my little man
(Yes, Internet, I realize this is not normal. Not entirely, anyway…)
Johnny Cash helping me through some spring cleaning
Wait. Wait. Seriously. It’s not spring anymore?
The Mister’s lab. I just love that this is what he works with all day…
my worst nightmare, in vivid color
Sock Monkey’s bad day
(You’ll have to ask this one for the back story…)
a sneaky peek at the “new” apartment
on the way to the best bacon surprise party ever
new shews (and mustard-colored ankle trousers!)
a kangaroo. yes, a kangaroo.