It just occurred to me that I forgot to do a blog entry yesterday. Oops.
We had a very slow and quiet day, and just goofed around. I took the kids to Walmart to pick up a few things, and we ran by Old Navy and let Alesia look for jeans. Other than that, nothing much happened.
Thought I'd give y'all a little photo essay.
When you adopt a child from Russia or Kaz you have to do a post-placement report every year for several years, and include photos. I try to take lots of photos of the kids. A lot of times I get results like the photos below. We were on vacation and I stupidly thought the kids would be OK with making photos.
Someday when she is famous, this is the face Alesia will give the paparazzi:
It's better than this face, which looks like she just drank a lot of cough syrup...
I have lots of photos of their backs.
Here, they were fascinated because someone dropped their cell phone in the water.
This shot, though, from the mini golf course, is my favorite. I showed this to Alesia the other day and she said "Who is that girl?!"
My cousin sent me the cute photo below of her "boys" and I had to laugh, because the looks on their faces are all about "don't take our photo, Mama!"
