Yes, you read the title correctly. Who needs a weedeater when you can get your two-year-old to hand pick them out, roots and all? Gavyn's new hobby while playing outside is to pick our weeds. He grabs ahold of them, scrunches his face up (as if he's having a difficult time pulling them up), tugs them out, and says, "YAY!!" He then proceeds to look over at us and wait for us to clap and say, "YAY!!" back.Funny thing is, no one ever taught him to do that. He's a natural. I took a few pictures of him today and I'm really proud of the one to the left. Mainly because I think I hit the focus dead on, which is something that I've been trying to work on. If you click the image, you'll see a larger version of it. You can practically make out every little hair on his adorable little face! I got a few good shots of him smiling, too, by letting him throw magnetic letters at me. Go figure.
I woke up this
morning with a stiff neck and it remained that way all day. Of course it had to happen on the day that I had 67 check outs. 50 of which happened within the time span of an hour. So if I had to turn to someone, I had to pretty much turn my whole body at them instead of just looking their way. I will really appreciate the flexibility in my neck from now on, once I have it back that is.
I feel like I spend way too much time in front of the computer and the TV. I'm in front of a computer all day at work, and even at home when I'm uploading photos and/or updating my blog. Then I'm either watching one of my shows, instantly streaming movies with Netflix on my XBOX, or playing one of the many new video games we've recently purchased. James is playing Lego Batman right now, which Russyl let us borrow. I'm about to join him because it's a lot of fun, but first I must induldge in a real lime popsicle! They are so delicious, try them. Eddy's. You'll thank me.
