I need one of my own...

My nephew is adorable.  Even with the screams of sheer distaste in not being picked up by someone while in his car seat (despite the law).  He is joyous and happy.  His smile radiates.  His fussiness forgiven.  I love him.  Plain and simple.  I love him.  He has bits of my sister, namely the eyes and the love for television (I'm a map...I'm a map...).  Itty bitty bits of his dad shine through, mostly in his love for the outdoors.  He is, without a doubt, my favorite Clint in this whole wide world.  Here he is at 5 months, with two front-bottom teeth, progression to solids, and wild attempts at trying to lift himself into the crawl.

People say we monkey around...

A good friend...savory egg caserole (with grits!)...warm monkey bread...ice cream chai...

Saturday mornings do not get better than this...

Two Things...

I love learning...

I do.  So long as I get to choose the topic.  And, recently, the topic has been photography.  If you follow my blog, you know I took baby pictures for Jatin (pronounced Jay-tin and not Ju-tin) recently.  Now, I have posted pictures from a nighttime photography class I took.  I wasn't wholly impressed with myself, but it was fun!

http://simplicitybymamta.blogspot.com/2010/05/nighttime-photography.html

I love my family...

I have never realized just how thankful I am to be a part of a group of seven people who sincerely live relaxed lives, rarely get offended, often offer a helping hand, don't require formalities, and love unconditionally.  Gosh. I should say this so much more often.  Even if those same seven people roll their eyes at this post (if they even read it!!!) or call me out on the cheesiness that I am.  I should say it more often.