Tuesday, September 29, 2009

My Mr. Smiley Eyes

Dave got a new driver's license yesterday.

He really hates those kind of chores, so he was not looking forward to it.

When I asked him how it went, he told me that he had to have his picture taken 3 times because the woman working the camera kept thinking his eyes were closed.

"I was like, 'This is just how my eyes are, lady!'" Dave said... to me. I know he wouldn't have actually said that to her.

I like his little smiley eyes.

One of my favorite games is to ask him to open his eyes as big as he can. I can guarantee myself a laugh as he tries his hardest to open them beyond capacity.

But if you're ever lucky enough to get a close look, you will see that his eyes are the prettiest ocean-blue you've ever seen.

I think he's really cute.

In other news...

As I was coloring a blue elephant today, I was thinking about how jealous I was of my sister Hillary's coloring skills when I was a kid. She's only 8 years older than me, but her coloring skills were always highly superior to mine.

So I'd like to challenge her (and you, if you'd like to participate) to a coloring contest.

My first entry:
I know cranes aren't yellow and elephants aren't blue, but it's abstract. And it only took me, like, 15 minutes.

Friday, September 4, 2009

I like to hold babies.

Dave and I were going through old stuff last night, trying to get more organized, when I came across this gem of a picture. This was taken the winter after we were married, and the baby is the daughter of one of my best childhood friends. If this picture didn't scare Dave from procreating, nothing was gonna.

I also found this picture of my closet in college. I think maybe I liked stripes and really bright colors. I try to not feel too attached to things, but somehow I lost that first stripey sweater (on the left), and that still makes me sad. It was really cute. I bet one of my roommates stole it. Someone fess up, now!

And here's a picture I didn't remember, taken by a family friend and sent to us. And now it's bound for the refrigerator door.