Asa's Crazy Family...

Asa's orphanage puts family pictures over the children's beds. I took laminated collage posters (made at costco.com) when I went in October and December. It's time for our little guy to get some new photos! A group is going to Haiti in a few weeks and I'm sending a poster down with another mom (thank you, April!) so he'll have some new scenery. This is what Asa will be looking at when he goes to sleep and wakes up...

I can't tell you how many pictures I have with me making this strange face. When I see a camera, I'm overcome with the urge to stick out my tongue. But Asa needs to be fully aware of what a weirdo his mommy is. I'm just trying to keep it real for him. No need to pretend we're normal. Oh, and don't you love Camden's sweet bowl cut? I did. That changed about two weeks ago when he cut a small chunk of hair off the front. He's the first of my children to do that. I used to brag that my kids had never 1) drawn on the walls or 2) cut their own hair. Cam broke my streak. I'm mourning the loss of his little boy hair & he's now sporting a cute new "big boy" haircut. It's growing on me. Before and After pictures here.

This is Allyson and Chloe cross stitching. We're homeschoolers, you know, so I'm instilling in them the womanly art of needlework. They fashion all of our clothes out of handloomed fabric. After this picture was taken, they churned some butter, practiced for the national spelling bee and conversed in fluent Latin. No wait, none of that ever happened (except the cross stitching).

This was taken when we went to Kentucky for Christmas and that is my Grandpa Nash. He's a genius; a Bible scholar who has written quite a few books and was a Greek professor for many years. And I wouldn't joke about that.

Excuse me while I shed a tear, again, for the bowl cut.

This is me and my teen (also taken in Kentucky at Christmas). Sorry I was too lazy to flip this. I'm using my laptop to suck these pictures right off the server in Jim's office - and they're a pain to edit. I'm sure that's by design because Jim knows I could accidentally delete all of them or something. I'm pretty useless when it comes to technical stuff and my hubby (a computer guru) is fully aware of this. I require his IT services frequently. I also make dumb faces for the camera and don't teach my children Latin. And look at those ripped jeans on my poor daughter! This is what you have to look forward to, Asa.

Chloe. What a sweetie. Our family does have few redeeming qualities.

You may notice that Jim is conspicuously missing from these pictures. That's because he's usually the photographer. Allyson has coined the term "Papa-razzi" because he's a dad who loves to use the burst feature on our camera - click click click click click. I did manage to get one picture of him that made it onto the poster but he'd be embarrassed if I posted it here. I may not know how to mend my 15 year old's jeans - but I do know this: don't ever embarrass your computer support person. At least not if you want to continue blogging. ;o)