So the thing about prune juice is... it's never ok to drink three cups of it.
I just needed a little help you know? I thought, the more the better right?
I left my husband a note to see this morning that said, "please check on me before you go to work." I was terrified I would shrivel up in the middle of the night.
Oh, is this too much information? Not a ladylike subject?
Too bad. You knew what you were getting into when you came here.
HA HA HA!!!
The good news is I survived, lived to tell the tale and was able to edit this photos from Sunday.
PicMonkey has new features to play with!!
Ahem, that's an affiliate link there. Sorry.
So Cedar wasn't much in the mood for photos.
It took about twenty tries to get a shot of her thrifted Dorothy shoes.
River's sporting a vest handmade by his Granny.
And his new obsession is this mini American flag.
Or "frwaaa" as he calls it.
What we're wearing:
Pretty much everything was thrifted, eBay'd, handed down or found stupid cheap on retail clearance.
So, um, How are you doing?
Oh! that reminds me!
I wrote a post about the Squatty Potty over at my other blog. It's a fun read if you care about - you know... pooping and stuff.