this is my weekend of nannying.
or in other words, all natural birth control.
i've received a lot of weird looks while out.
i sorta wish i could wear a sign around my neck saying "i swear i didn't get pregs as a tween, and then again before graduating high school. pinky swear."
anywho. while little girl is napping, henry and i hit up the photo booth.
|good lookin' people.|
|this little face melts my heart.|
|best yogurt in all the world. try it. you'll understand.|
wish me luck.