The Bear Pillow

This is the pillow/comfort item that Harrison sleeps on every night.

Now, he's a sweaty kid and despite routine washings, the thing STINKS like dirty feet. You can see that the pillow has other issues: The stuffing is falling out the top, the corduroy wales are worn off in several spots, the right ear is mangled--It's generally a sorry sight.

But really, it's the smell that has lead us to conclude that the bear pillow's days are numbered. These are the memorial photos-doesn't Harrison look sad?

Rededicated

If I actually type these words out...these words here:

I am rededicating myself to this blog. I swear. Really.

...then I have no choice other than to be rededicated to the blog, right? Because if I say I am rededicating myself and then I don't, well, then that would make me a liar.

And I am no liar.

So what I'm going to do might largely be photobloggish, but I will try and write some captions or tidbits when I can.

What can I say? Life is busy and full with two kids and working full time, and that's that! There's little time for blogging.

Here are the boys. Do you think Harrison's hair looks like a mushroom? I cut the bangs myself. Mom jeans--here I come!