Why is it that almost every time I try to take Lil’B’s picture in the last month but especially on Halloween that he moves. So instead of getting a nice picture of my son I get a blurry monster shot!?
Ugh…need more coffee
For those that don’t know my husband (Mr. Numbers) hates shopping. To the point that it is less painful for me to take two crabby children ages 6 and 3 to the store for a cart full of groceries than it is for me to drag my husband’s patootie to the store….or *gasp* the mall [...]
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