Sincerely ‘Fro Me to You: My Hand on a Stranger’s Leg

My weekly carnival is here!  Thanks for joining Sincerely ‘Fro Me to You!

Feel free to link up photos that you won’t get around to scrap booking! Also, please note:  We will be putting the ‘Fro on hold the week of Thanksgiving.
Now, down to business.
A letter I have been putting off for too long:
Dear Mr. Lego Man,
I ran across this picture the other day and I felt a pang of guilt. I should have apologized years ago for my inappropriate behavior. Time has not eased my seared conscience. And I’d like to make things right.
I am sorry for sliding my hand to your inner thigh when my daughter and I stopped for a quick rest on the bench. After such an exhausting day at Disney World, I was obviously not thinking clearly and  I have regretted my impulsive action for a long time.
Please forgive me.
Mr. Linky is having a BAD day again, so leave your links in the comments if it’s not working for you! He disappeared with your links overnight!  Sorry, y’all. 

Sincerely ‘Fro Me to You: There is a Reason

Sincerely ‘Fro Me to You is here! Welcome. 
I’m keeping it short and sweet this week because sometimes words aren’t required.

There is a reason, God, in His infinite wisdom gives us baby teeth when we are babies.

It’s so we don’t look like this when our big teeth come in:
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Sincerely ‘Fro Me to You-The Clown Edition

Hello! Welcome to the circus. I mean, Sincerely ‘Fro Me to You! I’m glad you guys are with me. I’d hate to be alone, posting these pictures!

I know this may come as a complete shock to you, but I’m going to admit something today.
Something profound.
We have always been clowns. 
Yes, it’s true. THAT family would fit in well at the circus. 
Just look. We’re naturals:

And this one will probably cost me. Because I’m pretty sure my hubby will get me for posting this next photo:
And his professional name? 
It was Britches.
Wonder if he’ll get mad if I start calling him that?

Sincerely ‘Fro Me to You-Themed Edition: Scary

Welcome to the first themed edition of Sincerely ‘Fro Me to You! {You can read the nitty gritty carnival details here}.

I thought it would be fun to share our scary pictures this week.
Now, if you didn’t post a scary picture, it’s okay. I’m pretty flexible and I don’t always follow all the rules exactly, you can still link up.
But be forewarned: If you link a picture of your mother-in-law, someone might call her scary in the comments.
Which could pose a problem for you and the hubby.
I’m just saying.
As I dug thru my organized (I use that term loosely) box o pictures, I decided to go with a grouping of pictures that made me very afraid. I had some costumed shots, but they just made my laugh. These following shots made me want to RUN & HIDE. And that felt right, for some strange reason!
It’s very scary, so prepare:  the Engagement Photo Shoot
“Look Mom, I’m marrying a druggie!” 

“Or is something just wrong with her eye?”

“Whatever it is, it’s obviously contagious!”

See what I mean?
We aren’t exactly photogenic. We look like certified drunks in plaid and a sweater vest.
I think out of twenty shots, we got one where all four eyes were open.
A little story behind this photo shoot:  My future-hubby-to-be and I had a long distance relationship.  I was teaching school and he was working on his Master’s degree. 
We got engaged on Sept 16 (about two hours after he got into town to see me).
These photos were taken on Sept 17 (the very next day).
Because my Mom had a hunch and made the appointment before we got engaged.  
Too bad she didn’t buy us coordinating outfits.  
We married December 17 (just 3 short months later during my school break).
Scary, huh?

Sincerely ‘Fro Me to You-Pumpkins Aren’t Always Orange

Welcome to Sincerely ‘Fro Me to You! (carnival details) Before I share my flashback, I want to invite you all to participate next week in the first THEMED ‘Fro Me to You.  Dig out your SCARIEST photos to link up next Thursday!! You can share costumes photos or scary junior high pictures or scary….
Our baby one year ago in the patch: You don’t have to orange to be a pumpkin.

Last week, one year later and in the same pumpkin patch, look how big she’s grown!  Good soil or something…
You want to read something classic?  I had these adorable fall cards made at Wal Mart last year to send out to friends and family so they could celebrate our baby’s first autumn.
Well, guess who forgot all about them?
Yeah, I just picked these up, nearly a year late. 
Because I’m that organized.
Maybe I should send them out anyway and scribble across the top, “falling behind!”