Getting old...

Remember when a bruise was a mark of bravery?? You proudly showed it off and reveled in the horrified expressions that followed.....


Now it's just a mark of stupidity. This one? Oh- the stroller fell out of the expedition when I opened the back door. Yep, just landed right smack on my leg. Does it really look that bad?! No, I don't need to "have it checked out."  

You know what I mean?

 So, what about you guys? What is your tell-tale sign that you are getting old?

catch-up??!

ok people-- do you know the feeling when you haven't done your blogging duties for the last two months and then you decide to get back on, but you have this nagging guilt that you need to catch up on everything you missed first? Well, I'm feelin' it. So this is how I deal-- a picture montage of the last two beautiful, wonderful months. And just so you know--- Tyson ROCKED my birthday this year. Guess he was making up for last year.....