Today I want to write about Africa. I want to write about the passion in my soul for a continent and countries I have never even visited. I want to write poetically about the child-like joy that washes over me when I find a trinket in my local store labeled, "hand carved in Kenya". I want to convey my emotions as I literally skip to the counter to purchase my treasure. I want to describe how this ties in to who I am and what this all means for my life, but I just can't find the words today. I can never seem to find the words.
Instead, I'll sit here (camera in hand) and try to capture my three little love-bugs as they zoom up and down the hall trading costumes. Batman, Robin, Darth Vader, storm trooper, Spider man... if I have to tie on another cape today, I might lose my joyful mommy mind.
Friday, January 21, 2011
Friday, January 14, 2011
Last one for today...
It's the little things, people...
ps. shortly after this photo was taken, as I curled up in the corner of the couch, two incredibly handsome little boys appeared, asking for a cut of the loot... how could I say no? At least I had one left for myself.
Trooper
Severe psoriasis is even worse.
Psoriasis at this severity in a four year old is, apparently, extremely rare... and terrible.
My little man is a trooper... and so stinkin' adorable I can barely stand it!
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