graycie's gay necklace...

no seriously.  at don and karen's the other night, graycie was crafting and creating, as usual.  when i checked on her to see what she was making she showed me this...

uh, in the words of aubrey, "what. the. hell???"  i didn't say that, but i was sure thinking it.  "what is this, graycie?"  "it's a necklace i made for carson, since that's what he calls me."  *big sigh* just another one of her beautiful creations.  the next morning she was going to wear it to school, i quickly stated...i thought that was for carson.  oh yeah, she said.  crisis averted.  

karen put together a bunch of pictures of steve and i's reception, bridal shower, and a few other things.  looking through it was outrageous.  when did we ever look like that?  what were we thinking about in those pre-kid days?  why did i look russian?  steve so kindly points out that i've gotten better looking with age.  it's crazy to look back on 11 years ago.  i got sentimental for a moment when i was looking at all of those moments passed, then looked up at steve...seeing the gray in his hair and the maturity in his face and said, "we're growing old together."  though it made me happy...it kinda freaks me out. 

amy introduced me to the song, 'cigarettes and chocolate milk' by rufus wainwright....i'm obsessed.  seriously, i've listened to that song like 200 times in the past two days.  i feel like a teenager again, locked in my room listening to ace of bases' i saw the sign.'  on repeat.   

i took preschool pictures for tyson's class.  i was super nervous.  i kinda feel like a poser, pretending to be a photographer.  i did it simply because mrs. kristen asked me to. i think the pictures turned out okay.  course me and amy were pretty biased about who the cutest kids in class were...