In Texas there is no grass

No grass!
That's why I freed my ass.
And when I walk out my front door.
My animals are begging for more.

If you think I"m crazy and have no idea what tune these words should be sung to, watch this video here.

And I'm ashamed you don't like polka.

But then you'll get it. And maybe even chuckle.

Asses in the front yard

Woke up, opened the front door,
let Massey out, and saw this

No more fish in the lower pond. Well, no more lower pond

I hope you like the color brown

Absolutely no more grass

At least Massey still has her upper pond.
It's only gained 20 feet of shoreline

59 words.

Like mother, like daughter

For those of you who know me and know me well (um, Anna, you better get this), these pictures need no explanation.

Crossing off my list

Tomorrow is the big day. I turn 30.

I really don't feel old either. Just a little flabby. This baby weight can not come off fast enough. Which is why you get to look at an adorable picture of Kassidy instead of an adorable picture of me. I'm not really liking the camera right now. And since it's my blog, I don't have to post a picture of myself.

It's awesome being in charge.

And I really don't have too much to say about turning 30. I feel like I've done a lot in the last 30 years, and I'm kinda excited to see what is in store for the Kujawski family.

But I can tell you that of all the items I've crossed off my list, I'm most happy about crossing off number four.

I know it's cheesy people, and I know that I'm not normally cheesy, but becoming parents has been the coolest milestone for both me and Brady.

And next year, it is our goal to finally cross off number eight.

And that my friends, will be a close second.

183 words.

1 Month with Kassidy

On August 6, the same day as her Uncle Dustin's birthday, Kassidy turned 1 month old. And according to her daddy, she could be buttered because of those rolls on her legs. Ha.

And why spend money on those onesie stickers when mommy can use Photoshop for free. Yep. I. love. Photoshop.

Nevermind. I forgot I had to buy Photoshop. Oh well, it's worth the investment.

Anyway, in order to capture Miss Kassidy's first month, I thought I'd use photos to tell the story of her loves, her likes and her dislikes. Here goes nothing.

Kassidy loves...

Sleeping, especially with her Daddy

Baths. And looking like a duck in her towel

Being held like a football. It puts her to sleep. Did I mention she likes to sleep?

Her Mommy. See, her outfit says so

Her Jerry. Thank you Aunt Kendra for her giraffe.
She puts choke holds on him

Being a big girl. Quit holding your head up Kassidy
like a 3 month old and trying to grow up way too fast

Her mat. And putting a choke hold on her rings too.
And then she cries when she gets bored

Smiling! Apparently Mommy and Daddy are funny,
but we already knew that

Kassidy tolerates...

Her puppy, especially when Massey licks the back of her head

Getting dressed up. She prefers onesies.
I guess she's a minimalist

Daddy doing funny things to her when she falls asleep.
One word — Karma

Kassidy doesn't give a damn about...

Birthdays. Not because she doesn't care her Daddy turned 28,
but because she is too young to enjoy the cake

Kassidy hates...

Headbands. They. Don't. Stay. On.

Outfits that don't fit. Notice her straps.
And headbands. Did I say headbands?

And I should also mention that she loves being outside. And riding in her Bob. And being licked by all her animals. But I have no pictures of her outside because it's too damn hot.

Kassidy just had to be born during one of the hottest summers on record. But that's okay because do you know what that means? Pool parties. Well, in our case, dirty pond parties.

Kassidy's Newborn Photo Shoot

I took these pictures of Kassidy just one day shy of her 2-week birthday.

Here's how it went down.

I fed her so I'd have a happy baby. I kept her awake so I'd have a tired baby. I stripped her down to her birthday suit so I could take pictures of a naked baby.

Then I went outside. And Kassidy woke up. And she was no longer a happy, tired baby.

And poor Brady was in charge of posing her and trying to keep her happy while I snapped pictures as fast as I could. But Kassidy wanted to prove that she was not happy with me, so she peed on my scarf.

"Dang Kassidy!" as Pryce would say.

But, I wouldn't give up, and I think that these pictures speak for themselves. And I know that I will never, ever, ever, ever become a baby photographer. Ever.

Kassidy Photo Shoot
Location: Lazy K Ranch, Franklin, TX