It's a bird, it's a plane....
It's Baryshnikov!!!
Don't tell me that you are not planning on dressing your son like this next Sunday. I am telling you, it is all the rage.
He's still cute, even with his sweatshirt unzipped. GQ, I mean, not Baryshnikov.
The past two years I have thrown a "Pretty Pink Party," but didn't feel like inviting a million people this year... so we just invited two of E's friends and their families.
E was SURE that we were doing something grand for Valentine's, and even practiced what outfit she was going to wear last week... so I knew I had to think up something.
M spent most of the party getting the younger participants to play in the toilet and unwind toilet paper rolls.
Heaven help me.
Grandma Paula was kind enough to get all our pictures taken over Christmas.
GQ threw a major fit during the greater part of the picture festivities.
I'll spare you the picture of Justin and me. By then I had turned into a full-on Andersen and apparently couldn't smile to save my life.
6 comments:
I love the pictures!! And your dress. And your sweater.
Best. Post. Ever.
Ha. My mom is visiting and has been using my computer apparently. That last comment was from me. :)
cute picture! they take thier matching very seriously! (oh how i wish my family pictures could be that matching!)
Such A cute Picture!!!
Hmmm, I can't tell if you got my last comment or not, so you might see this twice.
So that's who Baryshinikov (however you spell it?) is. I thought he was some russian mafia gangster or pimp or something. Now I totally get it. Tights= ballet. So funny.
And holy cow, your family is gorgeous! Such a nice photo- you all are so prim and proper and looks so classy.
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