{photo-dump-monday}

photo-dump-Monday
 
I just made that up. It's not a real thing. I don't even really know what it means.
 
But it'll work. Because it's Monday...and I'm just posting some random pictures from the past few weeks. I'm photo dumping. {Whatever in the world that might mean, I'm doing it.}
 
 
Meet the 3 sweet kiddos I babysit on Tuesdays: This is Hannah. She dubbed me the best babysitter. #whatup

 
This is Elliot.

 
And this chunk is Hudson. He is a really happy baby. {Really he is, not sure what was ging through his mind right now. Probably: "This girl is weirding me out."}

 
Little Mr. Elliot is adorable. Such a crazy boy. He calls me "Eve" and his mom says he talks about me all the time.

 
And this girl. Well, you know who she is: Blessing, the little diva who has us all wrapped around her always-into-something finger.


But y'all, she's adorable.
 


 
And here's me, waiting in my sister's new car {!!} in a parking lot, doing what I do: taking random pictures of myself in the rear view.

 
 fuzzy little caterpillar

 
pretty pink flower

 
little red ant friend


 
Honey, my pup.

 
*end of dumping*
 
I have to go dance with a 2 year old to Madagascar/King Julian rap music now. Have a blessed night.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Ummm... No falcons?
October 26, 2013 at 8:49 PM
Anonymous said…
Geneva, you NEED to post!!! Looking forward to Friday! :-)

Priscilla
November 11, 2013 at 12:03 PM
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