Babys's & Templates.

after thinking long and hard about you're opinions on my template, I decided to go against the majority vote of some amazing people and do what I like best. I love color, brightness and stripes, but somehow a lot of people don't and that's perfectly fine! I was so happy to hear your opinions but I'm going with this one. but thank you Destinee, Andrea, Marcina,(and my mom :)) for giving me your honest opinions, I cant even express how much that means to me! but I have decided to forge my own pathway and go with what I really like. :)

for those of you who did not hear the story of my sweet baby brother, here it is.

   

Rylan Drew. 8lbs(exactly)  and 21in long.

The doctors said he was a miracle baby but all babies are miracles right? He had two knots in his cord, with his heart rate dropping the nurses started getting antsy and prepped my mom for surgery, but by some God-given miracle he was born quite healthy and quite screaming like a girl.

Storming into the hospital, as is our usual entrance to such things, we saw him lying in his mother’s arms sleeping like….well…a baby. We took turns holding him by youngest to oldest, I hate to admit, I started cheating Justin out of his turn, but he would have none of that. Rylan was good to us as we switched around passing him from one person to the next, kissing his chubby cheeks, talking to him, and yet he remained completely calm, almost like he’s been used to it for years and not just one day. after we really started talking, raising our voices and laughing I watched him slowly open his eyelids, almost if he wasn’t sure it was safe, and yet, he just had to see who was behind the voices he had listened to 24/7 in the past nine months. I started picking up some of his personality traits a little and one thing he so lovingly inherited from the rest of us, he is extremely curious (or nosy, but I prefer to call it naturally curious). When I started burping him, he tired his absolute best to lift his wobbly head to peek over my shoulders, of course failing because of his inability to hold his head correctly. The one of many things I adore about him is how he listens to you, whenever you start talking to him; he looks you strait in the eye and clings to every word. Now there is this one little thing about him that will probably keep me awake at night and make me want to throw the pillow over my head and cringe. that one thing  is the moment you unwrap him to change his diaper or if any time his feet come the least bit uncovered, he starts screeching like a girl, not wah- wah like a baby should do, no sir, he screams like a girl who saw a snake in the yard! But no matter what he always get a ton of kisses and lots (and lots) of love. 

                     He finds his thumb quite good:) (although my mom's not to thrilled about it ;) )

 
 

 

 

  

 

 

 

Second blogger template.

 The polls are in,(is that the correct term?) THE PEOPLE have voted! And since I have climbed up to the height of success in the blogger world (or not) I have garnered a whopping three votes on my first template. Two were negative and one was positive(Although someone probably bribed that girl, who knows in this crazy political world?). and one vote for the second one, which was negative as well, the voter requested it BRIGHTER, in which I humbly agreed and immediately changed the font color, OR WAIT did she mean the WHOLE blog? like color and vibe and stripes? Oh dear, Huston we have a problem.

 The reason I recruited my viewers, which are not as abundant as they should be, to vote is because certain birds (also known as my aunt and my mom) hint around ,although don’t tell me directly,that I may or may not have a bad taste in blog design. Generally,what I like other people don’t, so I personally think I’m blinded to what’s  good and bad. So get me help in the blog department. No, not really, I’m doing fine. Sort of.

 

this was my first template for all the people who have not seen it before.