Just because he's cute...

He was helping me get the mail.











Best part about having an Iphone.

Photo Booth Time!

I love me a goofy picture. I think this is well known, and probably just made your eyes roll. Don't judge me! It's just how I was born. And so naturally for Dell's baby shower we had a photo prop station. I loved it, and would have taken 700 more pictures of my friends with 'staches (you're not surprised? oh) but I tried to rein in the crazy and only take 678. And I think from now on I will stop warning you about the amount of pictures you are about to see. You should really just expect it by now...haha. Enjoy!

Dellany with her mama and sister Britt. Dellany is ridiculously beautiful, is she not?

Sheen Diggler and Cassi

With baby Cozette! She is yummy and delicious, and no I didn't try to bite her! Why would you ask that....? Oh my gosh I did.

Babies with mustaches will never not be funny. Add a tiara and I am dead.

Brooke and Haley!

Dell, Cassidy(another sis) and Morgan(neice). Morgan made my day with this picture :)


Barbara, where are your props??? Illegal.


T, Mandy, Nuria, Gentry, and Sara. Pretty ladies.

Yes! I love the commitment here.

And here. Haley...she put a 'stache on it. It's what she does best.


Do I look nake? It's because I am. Stop it, I'm not. Color block shirt with nude on top can = some interesting looking pictures eh?

She's sexy and she knows it. (please read that line like the song. It's not optional.) Mandy in the background does NOT approve of this tomfoolery...haha. And Mandy is pregnant. I can't remember how far along, but far enough that it's just rude to look that good.

So there you have it. This is how we do baby showers with my friends :) I had so much fun being a part in doing this shower for Dell! Someone else needs to have some babies so I can do anothah ;)

I mustache you to read this post...

It's like I invented clever. BAM.

So get ready for another loooong party post! My friends Dell and Tremayne are having their first baby, so naturally we had ourselves a little shindig. Talisia, Kira, and I threw her a shower. Can I just say I am surprised out how much it turns out I love throwing parties? Pick your jaw up off the floor. I'm slowly learning. I know, this is an interesting turn of events, is it not? Haha.

Anyway, these were the invites we sent out.

Hello gentlemen, indeed. What, you don't routinely call your girlfriends gentlemen??? How sad for you.

So we had a little photo booth station. And by little I mean NOT LITTLE. This beaut was borrowed from Talisia's parents who just happen to have these type of things on hand. BONUS!


Props :)

Nash's party was just over two weeks before, so I used alot of the same stuff , like containers and the glass bottles and such. I didn't get any pictures where the bottles were filled with the cranberry gingerale, and the plastic wrap is still on the mini cakes! The shame. Also, we had a pasta bar that I never got pictures of either. All of this saddens me waaaayy more than it should. (picture me fake ugly crying here) Anyways, here's our spread.

Please, for the love, ignore the hanging white balloons. They happened, and we don't wanna talk about it. Haha.


The lighting is crazy business in a few of these photos. Sorry.

If you don't think those cigars we made are the cutest things you've ever seen, you take that back. You take it back RIGHT NOW. And get outta my house. (?)



I love me a striped straw. I just do. It sings to my heart, and tucks me in to bed at night. (I can assure you I am just as confused about that sentence as you are. Clearly I am sleep deprived)

Ugh. Dang you plastic wrap!! I shake my fist at you! These bad boys were the stars of the night. Talisia dearest made them. I said, "we should have cupcakes!" And she said, "I will see your cupcake and raise you an individual mini cake!" I couldn't compete with that. They were DELICIOUSNESS. Red Velvet cake with homemade butter cream frosting, and chocolate cake with homemade peppermint butter cream frosting. I died and then came back to life after eating one.

I made a little diaper tricycle.



Party favors! A big ol' chocolate mustache.


Are you feeling accosted by my larger than life fingers in your face? Does that not look like the hand of Goliath?? I'm even offended and it's my own situation.

Sara!! I love this woman.

Gentry, Cassi, and baby Cozette. I think Nash might marry her someday...I'm talking about Gentry, of course.

Beautiful Haley.

You guys! They are pretzels. It's ok.

Then Dell (AKA REPUNZEL) opened presents!


And Kira was happy about it...

Talisia was nervous...?

E'rybody.

I must give props to T's sister. After we told her exactly what we wanted, she printed out all the cake topper labels and mustaches, and also the mustache poster. Thanks Trystin! You are amazing!!!

I cannot wait to meet little man Ezra. He is one lucky baby to have such awesome parents!

UP NEXT: photo booth pictures. The suspense must be killing you.

Our morning walk...

I love me a good walk.

And I love me my son somethin fierce.

I've been a bit obsessed with taking pictures lately, I'm in the mood to document

EV-AH-RY-THING.

Grocery shopping? Check. Sitting at a red light? Check. Eating lunch? Oh it just got checked. And today it was our morning walk, checkity check-a-rama (I'll stop). So this blog might get a lil redundant here in the next few months - what with the overload of Nash pictures. But it's like, I love him, ya know? YA KNOW. Also, we were rockin our jams. Walkin in your jams is what all the cool kids are doing lately. I heard that...through the grapevine (uh oh). Also, there's gonna be trees. Because I heart them.


Put your Xanax down! We only let him drink Coke by the liter on special occasions, like the Chinese new year, or Groundhogs Day. Whew, right? He's just obsessed with bottles. We're ok with it.

I was all, WAIT THATS AN EAGLE! and then I was all, wait, no its not.

We found a swing! Found might be pushing it(what the pun) We knew it was there, guys.




Trees are fun.

Also, on our little walk route we pass this backyard where I am sure the Draper Chainsaw Massacre-ist lives. I will totes take a picture for you and show you the proof. This is exciting.

Thanks Instagram, you're my best friend.