Bubbles... yeah... great...

Isn't he only 9 months old? Aren't we supposed to be spared of these facial expressions until a bit later in life? Like his teen years maybe?

The bubbles in his easter basket were a momentary thrill... leading quickly to: really... mom... that's enough. i get it, okay. bubbles. woo-hoo...

 
 
 
 

We didn't win the Super Lotto Jackpot last night... come on Mega Millions!

a message from beyond?

I scratched my hand on Sunday while pruning the rosebushes without wearing gloves. Careless, I know... but oh well. I noticed today that my injury had morphed from a meaningless scratch into a message from the other side.

all I can say is, "Hi to you too"

(edited to add) I was also thinking that maybe it was a 41... I just had a fortune cookie that said "Everything will now come your way 1 14 20 34 41, 17" Guess we know what my lotto numbers will be from now on! don't try and steal them, it will only work if i do it. i promise to be generous when the time comes :)