I'm (Not) Crazy Mommy: Bright Future

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Bright Future

The only picture I took during the entire weekend of the CBC:

10 comments:

Kristina P.June 13, 2010 at 9:13 PM
You're starting her off right!
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amber_mtmcJune 13, 2010 at 10:20 PM
Look at it this way--you were going for quality not quantity. ; )
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Karen Mello BurtonJune 13, 2010 at 11:01 PM
Yeah, I didn't do well either. And that's why I stole other peoples'! Cute though!
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Kimberly VanderhorstJune 13, 2010 at 11:36 PM
So is the subject of the picture perhaps part of WHY more pictures weren't taken? =P
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UnknownJune 14, 2010 at 2:12 AM
I, too, pretty much stole all of my pix. And we didn't get nearly enough face time with that baby, I want you to know! (Make that a DIET Coke, and she'll be taking after her Auntie DeNae!)
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themauihippieJune 14, 2010 at 2:37 AM
You have a groovy blog and a beautiful family man....Thanks for sharing...
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MomzaJune 14, 2010 at 10:39 AM
I am totally giggling at the Maui Hippie's comment. groovy, man. like, totally.
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MomzaJune 14, 2010 at 10:40 AM
outta sight.
are you diggin' it?
So funkilicious.
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MomzaJune 14, 2010 at 10:45 AM
Flower power
Have a nice day
Kiss my grits
Keep on truckin’
Keep on keepin’ on
Hang ten
What’s your sign?
It’s your thang
You’ve come a long way, baby
Here comes da judge
Good grief
The devil made me do it
What you see is what you get
Power to the people
Right On!
Rock On!
Far out man
Outta sight!
Funky
Kewl!
Chill
Fab
Feelin’ groovy
Psychadelic
Bummer
Mellow out!
Hang in there baby
Butterflies are free
To know me is to love me
Save the whale
Peace out
Think peace!
Give peace a chance
Make love, not war

OKAY, I'm Done, man.
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EmilyNovember 22, 2010 at 1:47 AM
Really good reading here at your blog, including this particular post. I'm coming back for more soon!
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