we had a picnic the other day. it was a lovely day in the midst of some really crappy ones. i'm grateful for the lovely days. sometimes i can be grateful for the crappy days because on those days i can justify taking a bath, eating an extraordinary amount of candy, and then watching little women or p&p or notting hill in my bed. so not all bad, right?
i just die over that bottom picture of milo. i'm going to tell you a funny story about him. this is a mommy blog afterall. quite awhile after we'd tucked the kids in bed the other night, i heard noise in their room. i peeked in and milo was poking and shaking pearl and saying in a tiny whimper, "pearl! wake up pearl! i'm scared! please, wake up pearl!" and she just kept right on snoring. it was about the cutest thing i'd ever witnessed and i went right in and lay with him for awhile. he is scared of everything. kind of like me. pearl on the other hand...well she straddled a sleeping cow the other day at the petting zoo, if that gives you an idea of what pearl is not.
also, that picture that looks like nothing is actually of a deer. we chased it around for awhile. i think it thinks i was trying to kill it when really i was just trying to immortalize it on polaroid.