Future Career: Fall edition

The possibilities are endless:

Professional relaxer:


Pumpkin reprimander:


Michael Jackson dance moves instructor:




Commercial painter:


Olympics promoter:


Dinosaur cowgirl:

So many choices!


Parents do exist

I’m terrible about only putting pictures of May on here. Since I’m always behind the camera, I (thankfully) am never photographed, but on occasion, Daniel will oblige me in one or two. These two rock my world!

Holy Nap Hair!

For a woman that doesn’t have a lot of hair, I was very surprised to find this post-nap coif.

Must have been one heck of a sleep.

Water Farm Round Up

As of last night, this is the new bath time saga:

Step one: Assume water cowgirl persona.

Step two: Round up the animals.

Step three: Put the cow in the pen.

Step four: Admire how well the cow is behaving and usher pig into the pen.

Step five: Get pig into pen and have a stern talking-to with the cow who does not want to stay put.

Step six: Admire our round up skills.

May gets very fixated on lining up her animals along the tub. Last night she decided that the cow and the pig belonged on the soap tray. I’m not sure what makes them special, but indeed they are.

Bonus: enough hair for a mohawk!

Ash Lawn Highland

Fall is just one of those magical times of the year. The air is crisp, the colors are vivid, and for some reason, things seem calm. Maybe they seem calm because tourist season is over?

Taking advantage of this glorious weather, we took a quick trip to Ash Lawn Highland. Unfortunately we couldn’t do the James Monroe house tour, but we made the most of our admission by poking around the grounds and letting May trollop through gardens. I swear, my daughter is happiest when she’s outdoors.

Even the drive up to the house is gorgeous:



The baa baas:



Gorgeous flowers:



Free to explore:



Fall is my favorite time of the year. Too bad dreadful ole winter is around the corner. Boo.

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Free kitty found at Target

Found a stray cat lurking around Target.

This is a very large kitty. Hope I have enough room for her in my car.

However, this kitty was not excited when she saw who else would be riding home with us…

Here kitty, kitty, kitty…


This little ham…

Is 17 months old today. How did that happen? Let me know in the comments.

Future Career

Garbage collector:



Doggie (woof woof) Police:


Butterfinger Sponsor:


Professional Beautiful Day Enjoyer: