I have to confess, between allergies and insomnia this week, I was feeling pretty uninspired in the photography department. Something about shuffling around like a zombie doesn’t lend itself very well to creativity. But I tried.
Sometimes if I need a few minutes to myself I just open the blinds. Apparently the dog isn’t the only one in this house who’s into squirrel-watching.
I got done with dinner and thought “you better take a picture just in case you forget to take one of something more interesting later.” And sure enough, I did.
And then the next day, I just forgot everything. Usually I sit down to read a chapter or two (or, ahem, play Candy Crush) when I get Wyatt in bed for nap, which is usually fine, except I completely passed out on the couch this time. For two hours. Woke up with crazy headache. Forgot I owned a camera. Kind of wished I didn’t own a head for a while.
We went for ice cream after dinner. This was before he basically started to bathe in his dish of vanilla. Also, if you order a peanut butter cup mixer from Culver’s, ask them to put marshmallow cream in it. You will not regret it.
You would be really disturbed if you knew how many pictures of the back of my kid’s head I have. His curls. I just love them. If they ever disappear some day, I feel confident he will appreciate I immortalized them in photos. Or he’ll think I’m weird. One of those.
Hitching a ride back home after a trip to the park, where he covered every inch of ground at least 4 times. And still had energy to spare, which he dutifully used to terrorize us all night long. It’s a good thing he’s cute.
I love the way Dewey holds his chew toys with his little paws. This is one we let Wyatt “buy” for him as a peace offering for being such a terror. It didn’t work.
Did you take any pictures this week? I’d love to see them!
If you missed them, here are last week’s photos:
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