Beck has recently started taking karate and last night was his first group lesson. The first 30 minutes was nothing short of annoying as I tried to watch my son, all the while being harassed by some toddler who's father was in some sort of oblivious coma. I don't enjoy being annoyed by my own kids, never mind some stranger's spawn. When 3 more rugrats joined her, and their parents were too self-absorbed to take notice that their offspring were congregating around me, I began to question whether I wanted to hang with this crowd every week.
And then HE walked in...
HOLY RALPH FIENNES DOPPELGANGER, BATMAN!
Eye candy that looks like Ralph Fiennes! It's like Christmas came early!
So yes, I think I can *suffer* through weekly karate classes now.
*Yes, I know I need to get a better picture, but I was trying to be all inconspicuous, which was difficult while giggling like a school girl. But trust, the resemblance is AWESOME.
Oh, and if the Eye Candy Fairy is listening, mind getting him to grown his hair like this:
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A month worth of posts reduced into one post via pictures. Awesome.
We're hunting a Christmas tree. Be wery, wery quiet.
You're goin' down!
Morgan and her dance team put on an abridged version of the Nutcracker for a local nursing home. Good thing it wasn't the full proformance - most were asleep by the second dance.
I blame the meds.
Hangin' with The Big Guy
OK Santa, let's get down to business. I hope you have a big sleigh.
The fam just hangin' around, sitting on the floor. What? We always look this good...and coordinated.