I confess, I judge women that exercise in just a sports bra. I maybe get it if you're 19 and it's August and you're running outside by the beach. I totally get it if you are running a marathon, even a half marathon. However, woman in front of me on the treadmill, it's 5am, it's November, we are in an air conditioned facility, the risk of you overheating is slim to none. Please put on a tank top. The greater danger is to the gentleman next to you when he has to explain to his wife that he tripped on the treadmill because he was distracted by your bare flesh and general "bounciness". Don't misunderstand, I'm not opposed to a little skin exposure. In a month or so you may see pictures of me bikini clad and poolside in Cabo. Time and place people. Time and place.
I will work on laying this judgment to rest. Pray for me.
Trent loves to take pictures with "just Mama". So the other day we experimented with the timer on my camera
Baby sister stands, please note her delicious thighs.
Juliana showing off her mad shoe tying skills, love her "markered up" fingers.
Our morning walks and this hat.
Our green grass.
The reality of cookie baking in our home.
*he did this right as I was snapping the picture, I quickly rescued her.
Fun Christmas socks.
Juliana's daily dance shows.
Upcoming celebration of Emily Anne.
If you have anything you need to get off your chest, please post. One week countdown girls!!!! Have a happy weekend all.