Everything has a story.
This is the story of the owl shirt:
I am wearing:
Owl Shirt: Thailand
Leather Loafers: Lands End-Thrifted
This shirt has great sentimental value. I purchased it in Thailand on a mission trip
a few years ago. I was shopping with my Dad along the Mekong river:
as we were climbing the stairs to go shop, I saw two boys jumping from a boat far off in the distance and changed my lens to get a few shots. (Is that wrong?!) I was really blown away and humbled to get to see into a little corner of their lives for that small moment. This was one of my favorite shots from the whole trip:
and right after we purchased this shirt (for something ridiculous like 3 American dollars!), my Dad made a new friend-an elderly dude with a prosthetic foot that was molded to look like an actual foot. I got a picture of it-with his permission of course. He was a kind man.
That was a
In OTHER news. Conrad's has a new favorite face.
It's his "I'm peeved at the world" face and it looks something like this:
The best is when he purses his lips more, starts grunting louder,
gets those eye brows going, and stiffens his arms out in protest!
The "peeved at the world" face was because I was
stopping him from doing this:
I'm such a mean mommy.