That? Is my lunchbox. Normally it doesn't live on the deck, normally it lives on my desk. But the deck is more picturesque than my desk. To the right of the lunchbox? That little jar? That's my jar of sunshine. It lights up every night and it makes me and ST smile every time we walk to the kitchen or living room. He mentions it about once a month "I love that jar, it makes me happy." Beyond the deck is the feed barn and the silo, and beyond them is the feed corn field across the way. Fields of corn wig me out. I'm not proud of it, but it's true.
When Auntie Alex loves you enough to send the very best, you get awesome t-shirts. For the Union Jack legwarmers you have to blame Mommy though. I really could not help myself.
We got her that magnadoodle so that she could learn to draw without doing it on the walls. It's meant to be a learning tool and a toy. Then Daddy gets ahold of it. If you can't see what's written on it, click here and click on the little magifying glass. He's such a dork.