I want to thank you for always being there for me. I can count on you to be tucked in a special pocket inside my purse, in my pocket, or riding in the cup holder of my car. You don't know how much that means to me. Especially at times when I really wish I had my camera to document all the moments that I never want to forget. But alas, you have a camera built into you. You may not be my big, fancy Canon with detachable lenses, but Mr. Canon doesn't fit into my pocket like you do. So, Mr. Canon only joins us on special occasions. Thank you again for always being there when I needed you. So, in honor of you, Mr. iPhone, I present to you the wonderful photos you have given me over the past few months.
Your biggest fan, Kristen
What I saw one day last summer after I left Carter alone for a few minutes.
Quiet time actually worked. Holy cow!
At his buddy John David's birthday party, Carter got his face painted like Batman. Very cool, until blue paint was rubbed all over my house.
My baby can ride a scooter, and he's only 1.5 years old! Clearly, the helmet is not made with a 1.5 year old in mind.
My birthday roses from my dad. He's been sending me the number of roses to match my age since I was 6 years old. This was the 24th year! I'm getting old... and expensive for my dad.
Train ride at Northgate Mall. About 10 seconds after this photo was taken, the train "conductor" had to stop the train and let me pull a screaming Tyler out of the car.