His name is Troy. He's 5 years old. He was supposed to be a tea cup Yorkie, but once he grew up, he turned out to be more of a "crock-pot Yorkie". He was my Momma's, but now he's Lil W's... Because every boy needs a pup.[...]
His name is Troy. He's 5 years old. He was supposed to be a tea cup Yorkie, but once he grew up, he turned out to be more of a "crock-pot Yorkie". He was my Momma's, but now he's Lil W's... Because every boy needs a pup.[...]
I'm weird because... I can't sleep with my hair down. I drink ice milk regularly. I have a no shoes policy in my home. I like Doritos with tapatio. I kiss the clock any time it's 11:11. I love to smell my sons smushy neck over a dozen times a day. I prefer to NOT cuddle when I sleep. I have still never left Lil W with a teen[...]
{via} Here’s the thing about this love story of ours. It’s long. And drawn out. And mushy gushy. And even a bit cheesy. But it’s true. And I’ve decided to take my time writing it, capturing all the special details of those moments I never want to forget. So if mushy-gushy, cheesy love stories aren’t your thing, I totally get[...]
I got the idea for this post here. Basically, a day in photos. Bringing my camera with me everywhere, capturing all the moments, the ins-and-outs of a random day withf Lil W, Benny and me. So here's what our Friday looked like. 6:00 am wake up to Lil W hugging my face. The hubs has a great idea to grab donuts in our PJ's.[...]
via Here’s the thing about this love story of ours. It’s long. And drawn out. And mushy gushy. And even a bit cheesy. But it’s true. And I’ve decided to take my time writing it, capturing all the special details of those moments I never want to forget. So if mushy-gushy, cheesy love stories aren’t your thing, I totally g[...]
Lil W's First School Picture Should this picture make me cry? I'm not sure. But it does. It's like it serves as a reminder of just how quickly this time goes by--how fast the moments pass. One day he's laying in my arms, grabbing my cheeks with his pudgy little fingers while I feed him, then the next thing I know he's wearing layer[...]
judgement do we wait for others to fail? eagerly anticipate the reveal of their shortcomings? perhaps, jump to conclusions about their actions or decision making--often assuming the worst? so that somewhere, deep inside, we can feel better about our own lives? feel better about our own shortcomings? do we? of course we do.[...]