I never want to scrapbook again.
I retire. The end.
A vow of scrap-celibacy.
I have just spent half of my life making a wedding scrapbook for my cousin.
The wedding is Saturday. I started making the book on Monday.
Yes, I know I procrastinated and it's my fault I was on such a crazy deadline...
But it is done. All 30 pages.
And so am I.
Here is a small sampling of the book:
I pray that he and his new wife love it, if not, I may beat them to death. I kid, I kid. All teasing and sarcasm aside, I am very excited for them.
I can't wait to see Ashli's dress, she is going to be a beautiful bride. As for my cousin, Nick, I'm sure he will be beet red standing at the end of the aisle! He is a tad shy but one of the nicest guys you will meet.
Onto the heathens that call me Mommy...
They have been begging for sno-cones for weeks now. After Koby's game last night we finally caved. Here is the fun that ensued.
Koby, thrilled to finally have his shave ice! (what they call it in Maui. What, you didn't know I am a Maui girl trapped in Missouri? Being landlocked is brutal.)
Roman either eating his or putting his nose in it, still not quite sure.
And then, the diva.
Roman either eating his or putting his nose in it, still not quite sure.And then, the diva. No Mia, they don't have fresh guava & lilikoi shave ice here in Missou-rah.
Yes honey, I know you miss Maui too
Just like her mama, so hard to please.
And just for sharts and giggles here is the newest trend in swimwear, brought to you by Koby & Mia:
That is all, nothing else to see here
Be on your merry way.
;)
