I’ll wrap the weekend and the Outkast concert in another post but here are a few shots from my week when I remembered to pick up the camera. The weather was glorious as fall ushered itself in so we took a walk in the park. I played around with my macro lens did some laundry. Addison stacked some cups, went to the Outkast concert and a wedding. Nothing to call home about….except the Outkast concert. I’ll tell you all about it. Promise.
I’m sure I don’t need to tell you that I need a few more days to get my life together after a trip to Orlando, specifically one that involved visits to Walt Disney World and Universal Studios.
We had a ball. I surely wouldn’t classify the trip as a true vacation as there was not an ounce of rest to be had but the kids enjoyed it and that’s all that matters.
Prior to leaving, my husband took my car to get serviced to find out what we knew was coming, but was hoping was a ways down the road. Instead of reality being a million miles down the road like we hoped , it was like the words on your rear view mirror “objects in mirror may be closer than they appear”. The object in the mirror was the new car I wanted, just not yet. I knew it was coming for me but I so desperately wanted to maintain my lead. The MILF mobile, Betsy, Whip, a.k.a. the first car I ever purchased was on her last leg and after much deliberation and number crunching, sighing, and debating we decided financially it was in our best interest to get a new car….the day before leaving for Walt Disney World. Ughhhhhhh.
It took some strong arming and leaving the dealership empty handed, but see the way our credit and faith is set up…. we got a call back the day we were to leave that the car was detailed and gassed up for us. They met the number so we bought the car and headed to Disney.
I will snap pictures for Instagram, and share them on Twitter, and other social media sites all day long on my phone. The major disconnect lies in me actually doing something with those memories that I capture daily. I mean, my kids can’t do anything with those super cute pictures when they get older unless they still have access to my iPhone or Instagram account.
Mosaic knows all about people like
us me. Using this photo book app you can easily transfer your favorite photos from your phone into a photo album that you can have and share with friends and family.
Even though technology makes it easy for us to document beautiful moments in our lives, it’s nice to have an object that you can actually hold in your hands. Creating the book is extremely easy.All you have to do is download the free app and plug your photos into the album.
Pay that cracked screen no mind. See the app?
Through the app you can create the album, pay for it, and set your location details for shipping. You don’t have to go through the process of importing photos to your computer or a USB device, making it a great option for moms who want to capture your memories but don’t have a lot of extra time to devote to making a photo album.
My experience with Mosaic was highly positive and I would definitely recommend it to all of my friends and family. There was no messing around. The shipping was fast and I got exactly what I was expecting; high quality images that were beautifully packaged.
Here are some photos of my Mosaic album:
How good are you when it comes to printing your digital images?!!
I was provided a complimentary Mosaic photo book to facilitate this post. All opinions are mine. You already know!
I like to call this one….
Yelling at squirrels with stilettos on.
and cheap vegetables are the primary culprits of my new gardening obsession. I’ll even venture to say that I am truly getting a kick out of seeing the seedlings germinate in such a short amount of time and I am waiting patiently to see the first signs of real, tangible sprouts. What I hadn’t taken into consideration is how educational this seed starting process has been for my children.
Daily they race to the pots to see what sprouted over night or while they were at school. I have to pry the watering can out of little hands lest she drowns my poor tomatoes before they get a good start at life. This week it has dawned on me that there are so many teachable moments if we take the time to see them.
This weekend, the children will get the opportunity to start their own little gardens with the seeds of their choice. The little one says she doesn’t want any carrots in hers because they make her “burmpt,” that would be burp. She ate a carrot ONE time and burped right after and she hasn’t been the same since.
What unexpected moment have you used lately to teach your child(ren) something? Have I convinced you to start a garden yet?!!
I saw and photographed this with my own eyes this weekend in Miami. God is good!