Thursday, March 25, 2010
Tia: Its Thursday night. I'm lying on the couch in fleece Christmas themed pajama pants, belly sticking out from underneath my shirt, chocolate around my lips from all of the temptation that I just gave into . Halfway through Greys Anatomy, I remember "crap, Flashback Friday". I glance over the back of the couch at Christopher, who is sitting at the big computer, and a light bulb goes off in my head. He can do Flashback Friday this week. Right? Can't he? I'm tired. I've chased after two babies all day, one of them with a brand new tooth, the other with a heavy dose of attitude- I just want to lay. Even though he just spent nearly two hours upstairs fighting with the bedroom toilet, a sight that I'm glad I got to avoid, I know that hes just going to be looking up Air Force news and spy on his Facebook friends. Surely, he can dig through the diaper box, pull out a picture, and write a little something. So, if you'll excuse me tonight friends, me and my squirmy baby bump have some Private Practice to watch.
Christopher: Can you believe this is us? Minivan-driving, Air Force base-living, three children-having... us? Way back in 2005, five years ago, before Eleanore was even a thought in our minds- we flew from Portland to Boise, to visit my family for my Mom's birthday. It was the first time Tia was introduced to any of them, and the first time that any of them were introduced to her. And she met them all at once.
This picture was taken at Camels Back Hill in Boise. I know you all love my hair. And Tia's red lipstick.
Now we're all grown up, but... we still like wearing ridiculous sunglasses and posing for photos together.