My Birthday Eve

My last day of my twenties...INSANE!

I should have lots of things to say, right? Lots of wisdom to share...but you know me, I might talk (or type) a lot, but I don't really have a way with words.

Yeah, not exactly what I'm known for.

But I am known for my pictures...not necessarily the quality, but the quantity. And with all the picture sharing I do, I neglected to ever share some of the gems from G-ma's camera from their visit earlier this month. We went swimming at Gramoo's pool as you might remember and Georgette snapped a few pics as they watched my fishies and me frolicking about.

So, I totally went and stole some templates from Smilebox and have these to share with y'all:


And this one is very sad, yet sorta funny too...I was caught in what was surely a split second glance away from Dalton to check on my other swimmer and when G-ma happened to click the silver button we see that Dalton is submerged, little hairs floating atop the surface, and my wide-legged self watching Easton instead of rescuing my baby:


Uh...oops. But I still thought it was funny enough to share. I know nothing bad came of it, Dalton had a blast that day like the rest of us. And thank goodness he doesn't have his brother's hypersensitive gag reflex. No puking from D!