On Friday evening, we went over to the Westbrook's house for dinner (Claire has an awesome blog that you should definitely check out). Dinner was delicious and the conversation was great, but somehow the boys burned TWO batches of cookies. Yes, two.
On Saturday, I served as a photography assistant for my dear friend Esther. It was of course a lot of fun and, I'm not gonna lie, I took like one good picture some good pictures.
Winston had a play date this week with a sweet puppy named Bella. He was a little confused about why Bella was afraid of him.
When your team makes the NBA finals, your supervisors let you wear jeans and t-shirts on game days. And you stay up until midnight watching the games. And you have a headache from cheering because your team decides to make a comeback at the very end. It's all about the Thunder right now. As it should be.
You look like a legit photographer. So fancy!
ReplyDeleteHahaha, I actually felt pretty legit wearing the camera and everything. It was fun!
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