And this one speaks for itself:
(Which is why I had to push so hard late last week, so I’d be ready to drop it all and go…)
“Date night for couples: French Bistro.” We were in charge of preparing (most of) the salads.
And we learned a lot about how to get a steak to cook properly (hint: hot pan!). And who doesn’t like flaming cognac?
Sunday morning, we went to church here:
(How’s that for a sense of scale?)
There was a reeeeeeally annoying 1/4-second delay with a tinny buzz in the sound coming from some side speaker in this gartantuan basilica…at least, that’s what I thought it was, and I was composing a “you might want to know” email to the staff in my mind and wondering if that would be presumptuous, even if I do have a music/liturgy background, when I realized what I was hearing was the bleed-through from the extremely old man sitting next to us, who had his audio aid turned up too loud. After that, I was able to tune it out.
After Mass we walked around a bit and I took a spin through the gift shop. Look what I found on display!
Then it was bikes in the park and Star Trek: Into Darkness on the way home. (Loving what they’re doing with those characters.)
And now it’s time to go plant those irises sitting beside the door…they’ve been there for over a week as it rained and rained and rained and rained and…well, most of you have been through it too. :/
Let’s talk kids’ portraits today, because after yesterday we need a change of focus. Right?
Show of hands: do you love or loathe going to get your kids’ pictures taken? I loved it for a while, but the process got frustrating–policies and procedures in those department store studios are a pain in the neck, and after Julianna passed beyond the baby stage, it got very difficult to get good pictures of her. They would never snap the picture at the right time. I wanted to grab the clicker out of their hands. Plus, I want outdoor pictures.
So we started borrowing a DSLR and taking our own portraits, and after a couple years’ worth of product research (and a whole lot of saving), we bought one . (It’s a Canon Rebel T3i, in case you’re wondering. Love it. Love.It.)
Michael’s six months old now, and I snapped about two hundred shots on Saturday. And today I would like you to help us choose his official portrait. So (are you bracing yourself for some serious cuteness?):
So, now you vote. (Won’t you? Pretty please?)
Look who got a big girl bed this weekend!
It was quite the adventure, involving two trips to the store (we thought we had a mattress in the closet, so we bought a box spring. And upon assembly, discovered we were remembering backward) and throwing it together after bath, before bed. Julianna was so excited. “De-beh!” she shrieked, pounding Tink with one finger, and with a little repetition, we got as close as “Tee-beh”.