sharing my week in camera phone photos and the stories behind them
Sarah was going to be a cowgirl for Halloween, but then Disney Channel had a little feature on how to look like a biker chick for Halloween. Sarah learned how to do a beehive and cat's eyes. What would we do without Disney Channel? We wouldn't look like biker chicks from the 80's for one thing.
Kaitlin's comment on Instagram for this photo of Sarah: Is she using MY makeup?
My reply: no, mine. And that's really funny coming from you. Where's my tweezers btw?
Kaitlin: Idk, I thread my eyebrows.
Me: you do? You'll have to show me how since I can't find my tweezers.
Jessica's comment on IG: I love these comments. Possibly my future.
Yes, Jessica. There will come a day when you want to put on mascara and you will have to go hunt for it because your daughter borrowed it. And your shoes or shirts or belts, for that matter. Your things will no longer be your own. Heads up.
I found out, with the rest of my IG followers, that Kaitlin threads her eyebrows.
"How did you learn to thread your eyebrows," I asked when I got home.
"YouTube," was her reply.
Part of me is sad that YouTube has taken away my motherly makeup bonding time. The other part of me is glad that YouTube knows how to do beauty better than me. Because, honestly, I don't know a thing about applying makeup confidently or what's in style or how to do a fishtail braid.
I thank God for YouTube's instructional videos. Our makeup bonding looks a little bit different than I imagined. I never thought I would be asking my daughters how to do makeup or hair removal or hair styles and we would bond over them showing me how to do stuff.
But whatever. It's all good.
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And a little White Collar.
all the way from Rochester to White Bear Lake only to discover that we'd forgotten her present at home. Ugh!
When it came time to open gifts, I didn't want her to think I hadn't gotten her anything, so I asked John to do me a favor...
So when she was done opening gifts, I showed her the photo of our gift, an item she'd registered for with additional goodies added. She was a sweetie and was all excited about the picture. But still. I'm a dork. Can't believe I forgot it.
John dyed his hair blackish. The whole football team dyed their hair black on Monday after practice for the playoffs. He's such a dork. Won't take a normal photo with me. I love him so much.
This stuffed dog is what I grew up snuggling. Now Sarah likes to sleep with it, so I put it in the bag I packed for her sleepover.
Also, I can never get my hair as straight as they get it at the salon.
I grow older.
Oh guess what?!
I want to send someone a little present for my birthday.
So here's the deal, write a comment about something that I've written anywhere in my blog that you have appreciated... something that made you laugh... or cry... or just connected with you in some way. On Monday I will randomly pick someone who commented and then let you know on my Facebook page who gets a birthday gift.
Doesn't that sound like fun?
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