I'm a Big Fat Scraplifter

But, apparently it's a common (maybe not as much as I do it...) and accepted practice in the digi-scrapping world--as long as you give credit. And I do. So, with that being said, here are two new pages of "mine":

You know, I'm just not all that creative on my own. I've tried and it's pathetic. Jason and I browsed through all my digi-scrapped pages last night. There are some that I just love, but guess what: they're scraplifted designs. The ones that I did myself are just sad, sad, sad. That's why no one sees those. Oh well. I keep thinking one day inspiration will strike, and perhaps it will but till then, be prepared for more lifting.

And now, to credit the original layouters: My first "Gal Pals" one was scraplifted from this person. And the Easton "peek" one is a direct lift of this one by Amanda. There is a reason Amanda and Kirsty are on so many creative teams...and it's the same reason I love to lift them.

Alrighty then, scrapping aside...Easton and I went berry picking this morning. He was not as good as he was last time. Occasionally he would intentionally fall onto a row of plants. Why he did this I do not know. Plus, he was not as good of an eater. He would eat a bite of berry and then either throw it, put it in my basket, or try to feed it to me. He's crazy. He did that over and over. Oh well. We got around to getting 2 pints of strawberries then we walked alllllll the way back to the barn and I had to carry him part of the time--too far for that! Anyway, I saw some delicious looking raspberries that I wanted too, so we headed back out to pick raspberries. I held E on my hip to keep him from plucking the yucky non-ripe ones and then we filled our pint and left. We also bought two pears from their farm market. I considered other produce like sweet onions, peppers, and salsa bags but don't know what I'd do with them right now. It's not too far away so if I get a hankering for those things perhaps we'll venture back. I hope Easton does better if we go again. He was just not in a berry mood which does not bode well for berry picking. I let him run down this dirt path till he ran into another strawberry field, then I had to chase after him and bring him back. Then he went over to some nearby pickers where there was a kid sitting in a stroller--Easton tried pushing the stroller with the kid in it and all. He couldn't because the brakes were on but I told him, "That's not our stroller and that's not our kid." After that is when we decided to walk back up to the barn. *sigh* He can be a handful, can't he?

After a mac and cheese leftovers lunch he is now napping and snoring thanks to the lingering cold. I'm all better, I think, but not E. Not yet anyway. He has a new word that I don't know what it means, "La!" He kind of uses it like you'd use the word "stop". For example, if I'm wiping his nose too much then he'll shout, "La! LAAAAAA!" at me. Hmmmmm....curious.

Okay, well I think I'll end this here and go look for more layouts to scraplift. Tee hee. Happy Thursday!