People

 

I think there are two kinds of people. Those people and These people. Those people are all trying to be the same thing. These people are all trying to secretly stand out but some how, they end up being the same as the rest of These people anyways. But very rarely there are just, People.

Love, your barefooted blogger, Brynnie

I want him. I want him. and, yeah, I want him too.

I'd name these one's Canyon Leo.

I want this one so bad!

I love his hair.

And his cheeks.

Oh, a monkey suit! I would name him Bennet.

And his name'll be Bennet too.

Those are my children Bennet and Canyon Leo. What was that?? Oh, you dears! They say you look good today.

Look how sweet they'll be. (at this moment, I was going to say, "They gave you insincere compliments and everything!" but honestly, I must say, that color really does look great on you.)

I can't... no, no, I can wait to have a baby. Haw haw, don't worry. But the second I'm married to my incredible, perfect-for-me husband... we're having a baby. I'm not going to be a poo and wait like my sister Amanda.

Yes, Amanda and Derek, I called you both poo's.

p.s. Hannah and I went to Seven Peaks to go baby stalking. We sat in the wave pool, by our stuff and in the lazy river and would say,"No, Hannah, there's a cute baby over there! No, two!!" It was great.

Oh, you Naked Lady on my bicycle, you're so cute

Things I found on the internet about bicycles:


Why should anyone steal a watch when he could steal a bicycle?  ~Flann O'Brien


The bicycle, the bicycle surely, should always be the vehicle of novelists and poets.  ~Christopher Morley


The bicycle is the most civilized conveyance known to man.  Other forms of transport grow daily more nightmarish.  Only the bicycle remains pure in heart.  ~Iris Murdoch, The Red and the Green


The bicycle is a curious vehicle.  Its passenger is its engine.  ~John Howard


It would not be at all strange if history came to the conclusion that the perfection of the bicycle was the greatest incident of the nineteenth century.  ~Author Unknown


The bicycle is just as good company as most husbands and, when it gets old and shabby, a woman can dispose of it and get a new one without shocking the entire community.  ~Ann Strong




I'm madly in love with my bicycle. (psst: it's got a silhouette of a Naked Lady on it)


wow! that is a really hot boy that just ran past my window! who is that? Maddiey, if you read this recently, look outside at the boy by the Taylor's house. the pink shirted one, yup.... well, hello, good lookin'....


I'm going to have a sleepover with my big, married sister (she's not big. the married just slipped between the 'big' and 'sister' and made her fat). I am excited, did you know? 


omy, it's just Kolin. my o my, hasn't he gotten attractive?


I went to Girls Camp. I went on a hike pregnant. Had baby (Bennet) in the grass behind the bathrooms. Abused him by using him as a bat to hit bosom friend (Dani) in the face. Child Protection Services (1st year, Keylee Smith) took him from me. I stole my friends stuff in cabin 1B(Marisa 'n Maddiey), was tied up (Caitlin 'n Dani's doing) to the bed and had to give Caitlin a back rub and a Jedi braid to be free. Mine and Brenna's Baby Bennet had a sudden growth spurt of, like, 20 years and my little sister (Hannah) made out with him (Brenna's hands did the running fingers through Hannah's hair for Bennet).    
 Oh, what fathers'll do to help their son's make out these days!




"He killed his brother because he needed a clean shirt?" "Well, honey, this is Nebraska."