Showing posts with label laughter: the best medicine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label laughter: the best medicine. Show all posts

Friday, May 13, 2011

a tale of two shirts…

I came across these shirts on an adoption site the other day and thought they were great. 
Might have to get a couple for Brad and me. "No stretch marks" makes me smile...and was just added to my "blessings of adoption" list.


Wednesday, March 30, 2011

swagger

I know these vids are so 5 minutes ago, but it just doesn't get old…for me.

Sorry, but I still don't want a mini van, no matter how hard these two rap about it. 

Friday, January 07, 2011

my favorite "top gun"


why spend money on boring anniversary cards when you have mad skills like mine? 
Plus, after eight years of marriage it's good to keep things interesting. 

Thanks for 8 fabulous years, Brad - looking forward to the next…80?


Tuesday, January 04, 2011

BABIES - best documovie ever

Brad and I watched this ridiculously cute and entertaining documentary on Christmas eve…and then I watched it again a few days later because, well, who doesn't like babies? 
This one's good enough to buy in my opinion...probably entertaining for babies too.

The movie follows four babies and their families* from various cultures around the world through their first year of life. It is creative and beautifully documented – definitely grab for the Blu-ray disk. The Mongolian baby who rode home from the hospital with his parents on a moped was too adorable in my opinion. The aspect of the movie that had the biggest impact on me was that radiant, chubby baby from Namibia who lived in what we would consider "filth" and played with rocks and empty bottles, yet she was the happiest baby of the whole group. I could learn something from that baby…and I think I did.



*Maternal nudity rampantly displayed by tribal women - cannot be held responsible for any repulsion that might result in viewing this film. (Brad made it through if that helps you gauge it…shocking, I know!)

Thursday, December 23, 2010

hands on training

It was a feeble last minute attempt at a "traditional" family Christmas card photo shoot for 2010…including the newest member of the family, Rocko the (outside) Guard Dog. 

It is pretty obvious from these pictures that no one wanted to cooperate, including the husband (note his pasted on smile - I could have replaced him with a card board cut-out and no one would know the difference)

Take 1 - a horrifically under-exposure shot with an action blurred dog's head
Take 2 - PJ the girl dog makes a dash while racing to beat the camera's timer
Take 3 - I guess this is as good as it gets, folks

At least it was good practice in patience for when the (human) children join our family.