last day to be 4

we have this family tradition of taking a “last day to be ___” picture the night before their birthday.

so, of course, we had to take micah’s.

he was less than enthusiastic about it and shane (the perfectionist) was taking the pictures, which made the whole situation quite entertaining.

as it turned out, the first picture I took, as a selfie, of him and I, turned out the best. well, of him it did. I’m on day 2 of meds for strep throat, so I’m just happy to be there and not be in pain. putting on clothes was an improvement, but makeup would have been asking too much!

but shane took over the camera, and was determined to get a good one. ha. ha. ha.

yup. lots of good ones there…

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random diaper musings

do you ever feel at odds with yourself? i constantly feel like i'm a big wad of contradictions. and being the living-in-my-head, overthinking type i can spend years, i mean hours pondering things. it can really get me down. example: diapers. one would think that this was a relatively easy thing to handle. i've got 3 kids. i'm pretty familiar with diapers. it seems so simple; your baby needs a change so you take the old diaper off and put a new one on. done. right? no. i have this constant dilemma going on. cloth or disposable. i have 25 perfectly good fitted cloth diapers that i paid a lot of money for when i decided a couple years ago that i was done filling up landfills. so micah wears them a good share of the time. but it bugs me that they're so bulky, especially with the covers on and clothes fit funny and that totally drives me nuts. so at home, he just wears the diaper w/ no cover and when we leave the house, i put a disposable on him. not usually...

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Micah’s Birthday

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