POP Goes the (what, are you calling me a weasel?)

Let's call this picture "Gee, Mom, you should cut back on the chocolate milk."

For some reason, this picture was on the camera when I unloaded it. I have no idea why I took a picture of my dinner one night. It's not like dinosaur-shaped white meat chicken nuggets are something of which I am proud.

This is a photo (if you squint really hard) of the Chicago skyline taken from the Indiana Dunes National Lakeshore.

This is my child hiking in the Dune Grass. I have no idea what he was doing. I took this picture on super-zoom. He and his 7-year old aunt were playing some game that had very detailed rules and something about digging a hole in the sand and dinosaurs.

This is The All-New Honda Pilot, as advertised behind an airplane at the beach.

This is Chuckles eating the first ice cream cone I ever made for him. This is not his first ice cream cone. The teenagers at the Photomat make him little torches with candy eyes of which he is quite fond.

My husband snapped this picture at the Lake House on Saturday. It is my belly in my new bathing suit. The scale is hard to tell, but each flower is the size of a Honda Civic, so you can imagine, I am quite rotund these days.