My first Insta-Friday!

Wait, capture this moment.

I actually managed to email my photos to myself and get them up here for my first Insta-Friday link up!

{Hello Jeannett! I sat next to you at Blog Sugar, 'member that?}

Exhale. Here we go. My week in Instagram, possibly my favorite iPhone app ever. I mean, out of the three I have.

First up: Yum. (And who else noticed that even though the Girl Scouts of America changed the name of this cookie to Carmel Delights like five years ago in an effort to be more P.C., Dreyer's continues to walk the risky line of offending an innocent Samoan. Delicious and edgy.)



Next, wow. So we've been doing spontaneous love notes in our dollar Target mailboxes ('member this post?) This is the one I got from my daughter this week. I don't know if I'm more touched by her thoughts towards me, or more in awe of her 9 year old poetic soul.

This tree took my breath away. So many blooms already, so much promise of spring. And spring always reminds me to hope. Something new is in bloom.

Ok, something frivolous. New cheapy sunglasses. $11. Now maybe the wrinkles on my brow will stop deepening from my constant squinting!

Oh and look!
I forgot to post the winner for the Rob Biagi CD and it was comment #21! Hannah Singer! Yay. No one will be mad at you, Hannah, for winning. You are way too cute and we all love you. I'll get your prize out to you soon.

I took this while helping in the library at my kids' school. That's what I do weekly. Both my kids love reading. My daughter is engrossed in The Borrowers, at the moment.

And this is what I've been reading to both of them. Because they both read independently now, I was getting bummed that my reading time to them was disappearing. So I started our own "book club," we call it. I'm too tired to do before bedtime, so it is now after school, four days a week, while we have snacks. My 6 year old little guy can get a little fidgety. But if he has a blankie and an arm around his back, he nestles right into the story. I think they love it. I'd read the classics to them until they left the house, if I could.

One more of my pretty girl.

Peace out and have a happy weekend, friends.