When my grandmother passed away I was given my dad's baby book, I could not wait to see the pictures and what she had written.
I opened it and it was blank! Ok, not blank, his name and birth date were written in. That is it.
I am ranting, I know, but I wanted to point out that it is not my fault... it is hereditary.
Unless Rob takes up scrap booking, I am not going to get these pictures or stories into a book.
I am attempting to document our lives here.
Here a glimpse into our week:
|Grandma is here visiting.|
|Jax is a mouse|
|My mom made this outragous costume|
|Happy Hour, yes life has changed.|
|My mom and my nephew James|
*on a side note, our camera broke. Until I get a new one, all of the pictures are from my phone, and it is not a iphone. Hopefully I will have quality picts soon.