One more thing

I seriously need a camera. A good one that compensates for my lack of photography skills. After looking at my friends' pics of her baby with her Rebel and knowing that there are quality Hawaii pics coming from her soon, I am currently mourning the absence of quality pictures of my soft and squishy little baby boy.

Birthday list, here I come.

Either that or I need to become a paper boy and start saving up some cash.

And yes, I like to plan birthday lists months in advance. I'm a self diagnosed weirdo. And no, I don't like paper boys because they keep delivering lame newspapers that we never bring inside. They just sit there on the steps. Or in the bushes. Or on the grass. Or on the roof. Wherever the terrible aim lands them. My dislike of paper boys should not, however, be confused with my love for Newsies, because, boy, do I love me some Newsies.

The end.