interior design

riley told me, in not so many words, that she was tired of my boring decorating and that she was forced to take matters into her own hands. here's what she came up with: i think she has a promising future.

a special thanks to...

...aunt sara for never using your tent, therefore donating it to us.

...bugs for letting some of us chase you/catch you/squish you. (sorry about that last one.)

...cooper lake for only being a 20 minute drive.

...s'mores and hot dogs for tasting almost as delicious burnt and raw as you do when you are properly cooked.

...texas for being hot enough to go swimming in may.

...humidity for making my hair look stupid no matter what i do, so it didn't matter that i forgot the brush and didn't shower.

...maxwell for waking up at 5:30 screaming your head off. it made for a quick get away.

...camping for being so freaking awesome.

look who we got to babysit

(don't you just want to eat him up?)

look who didn't want to have anything to do with him at first.

and kept saying things like "no no, baby. that's mine!"

(he eventually came around, though.)

look who begged me to stay home from school so he could play with the cutest baby all morning.

(he was finally convinced that "picnic day" would be almost as fun. "only...it wasn't.")

look who pretended to be the mama all day and said things like "don't forget to eat you betchtables" in a hilariously high voice.

i love my life.

here's that chair i was telling you about

the one that i saw at target and thought, "oh. that's cute." but it was $159.99. so i was prepared to never think about it again. but then, jakob's backpack was destroyed (and i had already missed the exit for walmart and wasn't about to turn around) so we made a desperate turn into the last parking lot. which happened to be the greenville goodwill (and i love thrift stores). but not this one. this one i had been warned about. it was dirty and scary and "you do not want to go in there." so i didn't. until now. because jakob would be asking if i got him a new backpack and i didn't want to tell him i forgot. again. because he was "already tired of using a walmart bag." (twice.) so i ran in. and there it was. the chair. the exact chair. it was even in it's protective wrapping!! unscathed and perfect. i searched for a price tag. $40. ok. $40. but no. it was marked out. $12!! "excuse me. does this say $12?! i'll take it." so i ran out to the car all excited. the hubby asked through the open passenger window, "did you find jakob a bag?" "oh!! right!! a bag!! no. but i got a chair! i need you to carry it out to the car!" jakob is using my old north face purse. he need not ever know it was ever a purse.

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