chipped polish and all.
i’ve been chasing my child around with my camera since the day he was born. in his first year i had over 2,000 pictures.
stalker-ish much? you know it.
now i’ve got a handy dandy camera remote thanks to the husband and there’s no need to chase dutch around. now all i have to do is get him to sit still for a few minutes. and that’s just what we did last week ’cause… well, we ain’t have nothin’ else to do.
it didn’t take him long to master the whole self-portrait thing.
something new? well, i tried a new food. or a new brand of food anyway. let me just preface this by saying this is by no means a diss to the brand. i’m a very, very picky eater (yes, just like my child) and i’ve been trying for years to like yogurt. i really have. and i just hate it. i really do.
the big rave in the yogurt world these days is greek yogurt and chobani seems to be a big fave so i decided to give it a whirl. see, my problem is that i’d like yogurt to taste like ice cream because you know, it’s all healthy for you and stuff and i’m sure i’d have no issue whoofin’ it down if it tasted like pralines and cream from baskins robbins but ewwwwwwwwwwwwwww…it just doesn’t. and i just hated it.
but i have many, many friends who love chobani because, well, they love yogurt and that weird sour yogurt-y thing that yogurt does.