Showing posts with label church. Show all posts
Showing posts with label church. Show all posts

Monday, March 3, 2008

Rest of Weekend- My mom is a stalkerazzi

I went to church yesterday and I got to wear my cool blue sweater for the first (an possibly last since I am growing so fast) time. Pair this with my brown corduroy pants and I was sharp. I had a little accident with a bottle of milk and my pants hence no photo of the complete outfit.


Then my mom wanted to get all paparazzi on me. After church, After I had eaten. I was not in a picture taking mood....

Please, help me! I just want to take a nap. What is mommy looking at?


...As evidenced by the following photo take a mere two minutes (literally) after the one above.





See, a man cannot even get his rest.




Finally refreshed, I had tummy time. I am getting so much better at this and my parents think that I will be crawling rapidly in no time. No irritability today, my guns were nicely soothed by my endless supply of Orajel. Not much happened today, I chilled and played. I had a busy week, so I needed to rest before it started back up again.



So it was off to bed for me. I have gotten pretty good at soothing myself to sleep. I could have fallen asleep sooner had my mom not decided that she wanted another photo shoot.





Now I told her I was tired. She just won't leave me alone. This is just plain mean.





I mean if you insist on taking my picture, mom, here you go.

It is kind of funny, I look like my dad when I am sleepy, but like my mom when I am awake. Hmmm, what do you all think?

Sunday, February 24, 2008

If you hair is fake I will pull it.

I went to church today peep the outfit:



I will always hit you with the fly footwear courtesy of Old Navy Oh, and the argle printed sweater, that was all my idea. Nothing says sophistication better than argyle.


Lesson learned today: Never sit me next to someone in church with false hair. Why? Because I will pull it. HARD. I mean I just wanted to play with that nice lady's braid, and I thought I could maybe put it in my mouth. She did not seem to mind so much, but my parents kept apologizing. I shot her a cute look for a little something extra. If the Lord forgives, I knoooow she can. I mean, I am a baby-I will pull on long dangly things. So as long as you do not go all Beyonce with the weave, you should be fine, but I won't make any guarantees.

ps. My parents will have an appointment with Pastor this week, be on the lookout for my christening date!