day 348.

Sea World, San Diego.

Shamu Show.

the rain was outrageous. horrid. a joke. a nightmare.

this was an hour before they closed the park because of the "hurricane weather"

jax still got to see some pretty cool stuff, and for that we are thankful.

day 331.

been doin a lot of this lately.

its gotta stop!

day 320.

the weather outside is frightful.

but in a way, its sort of delightful!

p.s. this isn't today's right photo. for some bizarre reason i guess i forgot to take one this day..although i refuse to believe that is true. i think i did...my computer just swallowed it up.

day 314.

can you believe i've been doing this for 314 days?! i've never stuck to something this long, i am proud!

guess who wasn't happy about having to clean the poop out of his underwear?

day 271.

this right here makes my day grand.

it also makes my thighs grow.

day 245.

solution.

nope, we're not ghetto here.

day 244.

broken dryer.

sweetness.

day 234.

this stinky man is gonna get a disease one of these days.

he picked up this cup at the park, dipped it in the dirty, stinky, muddy stream water

and drank it.

all within about 20 seconds.

the day before i caught him chowing down on a tube of toothpaste.

awesome.

day 230.

this day, i was sick.

and this day, this is all your gettin.

day 215.

i've never seen andy get physically hurt.

i did today.

it was weird and it made me nervous.

he got a 2nd degree burn from touching some really hot place on the lawn mower.

poor guy.

good news is he got accepted into the Physcial Therapists Assistant program!

Yay.

day 169.

it took us 1 hour and 45 minutes to get 

from leeds

to toquerville.

stupid, dang ROADWORK!

day 152.

every.single.night.

i hate this machine.

worst.invention.ever.

day 107.

rain, rain go away.

it's the end of april , good grief & i want the pool to open!

day 99.

doing dishes by hand does not give me JOY.

day 91.

yes. i still live in st. george.

but ya wouldn't know it from this photo.

oh my hail!

day 51.

sick.

sick.

sick.

jax regularly helps himself to the tissue box, then after using them, he stuffs them back into the box.

that's better than stringing them all over the house, i guess.

day 46.

when will this glorious stage be over?

we've had to force feed him for over a year now.

every meal is a struggle, and pretty much a negative experience for everyone at our house.

day 44.

but this time i was SO sure.

i don't know how much more of this i can take.

seriously.

day 40.

vacation day 2.

coronado island.

this is where, after doing a dorky dance on the beach, i dropped my beloved purple phone.

day 33.

just when i think i have NOTHING to take a photo of..

something happens.

cause that's my life. something always happens.

this made me laugh for a good while, because really what else can you do when something like this happens?

yes, i've cried before after murdering a cookie recipe. i've cried a few times about it.

this time, i guess i was so over it that all i could do was laugh.

and laugh i did.

*does anyone have a good oatmeal chocolate chip cookie recipe?*

(mom, i know you do. and i searched for it for awhile before deciding to ask google.)

never google a cookie recipe.