Oh look! Another wonderful excuse to scan old pictures and bore you to tears!! Yay!
I have a big butt.
But let’s move past the butt (if you can) and look at the fact that my husband? Used to take pictures of me while I was sleeping and it used to irritate me.
In fact, he still likes to take pictures of me sleeping and it still irritates me.
I have no idea why I’m so interesting to him while I’m sleeping.
Maybe that’s when he likes me the best – when I’m unconscious and quiet. 😀
This had to have been taken before the boys came along.
Because I’m pretty sure I didn’t sleep long enough for my picture to be taken after they came along.
I feel a nap coming on.
‘Scuse me. ZzzZzzZz