Unsupervised Camera Usage part deux

This blog post is a public service announcement about the dangers of nine-year-old girls and cameras. The cameras bring out the weirdness in them.

You may wonder where part one is, since I called it "part deux." It is on Hillyerie's blog. I decided to consider mine a sequel because her daughter was one of the culprits...

No, I didn't adjust the picture. She is actually upside down. Why? Only little girls understand. Hillyerie wonders if all nine-year-olds are like this. Well, I don't know for sure, but I know at least two are...And plus they did each other's hair. Lovely, no?

Ahhh... to be young and insane again...

It's Raining, It's Pouring...

Last Saturday, we were minding our own business when the heavens opened and dumped some serious water. Like a monsoon. It was crazy. In a very uncharacteristic move, Doug yelled, "Kids, let's go play in the rain! Jess, get us some towels!" And out the door they flew.

Roxie wasn't quite sure that was the best idea Daddy ever had...

Swingin' in the Rain

It's summertime, so we get to get together with our far-away friends more. By far-away friends, I mean Hillyerie. So she and her girls came on over one day. We had a lovely time. Elasta Girl and Ashton made friendship bracelets. They were plotting my blog when I took pictures of them. They thought I should title the blog "Toejam Friends." Here's why:

Roxie and Roo played beautifully. They were so cute together. They played out on the swings. Hillyerie and I were sitting there chatting when we heard the rain come pouring. We ran to the back door and found this:

They had no intention of coming in from the rain. (Yes, Roxie is pushing Roo. How cute are they?) They just kept right on swinging. Cuteness!

Love, Twoo Love

Yesterday, I did Doug's great-aunt's hair. She is not so very young anymore and quite ill. She looks like a hanger under her clothes. She is losing her hair. She is living in a rehab home. Things are pretty rough for her. Except that she has the most devoted loving husband I have ever met. He takes such good care of her. Yesterday, when I did her hair, I asked him how it looked. He replied to her, "I think you look absolutely gorgeous." I wish you could have heard him say it. It wasn't just him being nice. His voice sounded like she had actually taken his breath away.

So, I started thinking. Will Doug still think I am breathtaking when I am old? So, I did a little magic makeup aging to see what he thought. I am pretty sure this is what I will look like...

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Let's just say that maybe we need 60 or so years together before he thinks I am beautiful like that. Yeah, that will work...