speaking of witch

dead dogs and broomsticks. pumpkins and flames.

I look like this today:

We look like this today:

here he is!

Sorry, but, this is one of like 3 things on my mind since saturday. And no one wants to talk about xango or bleeding cuticles. (seriously. they won't stop bleeding. And I haven't done anything about it. and they just keep bleeding.) If you don't wanna squish that little face, you aren't human.

baby baby baby baby baby baby baby baby baby baby baby baby baby

John David Harber was born last night/this morning I guess. That makes 5 bunnies for my sister and 13 bunnies for our family. Nothing makes me happier than brand new babies. I guess you probably already knew that. And I get so proud of my siblings/siblings-in-law when I see them being parents. The whole "being escorted by police to the hospital and having the baby 3 minutes later" thing is just an extra touch Sarah likes to put in sometimes. Ahhh. My body actually hurts, I want to see him so bad. If I knew how to get pictures from my phone to my computer, I'd show you. But just know that he's new and pink and squishy and looks like Will and is the sweetest.

yeah, we had a good time