Someone alert the news, last month I got an iphone and a texting plan. Pretty sure I'm the last 34 year-old in Cleveland who is learning to text. I still get startled by the phone vibrating each time a message comes in. Luckily for me, all but three people on this great green earth know that I text, I'm safe. In the meantime I've fallen in love with Instagram which is an awesome photo posting app (I'm "classychaos"). After a month, it's not hard to believe that a nine-person company sold to Facebook for a billion dollars. It's a lot of fun. Bravo, Instagram! Let us all dream that big.

I give to you, our life in Instagram.

Four shades of awesome. Alternative title: How did I get three shades of blond kiddos?

Preschool dress up: zombie bride from Texas. Totally normal, yes?

When she's really angry, she takes it out on paper. The apple...

A new pair of heels a year, keeps the therapist away. That's got to be a Chinese fortune somewhere, no?

Saturday morning soccer games in 40 degree rainy weather should be illegal.

Mandatory trampoline time before bed. "JUMP UNTIL YOU CAN'T!" roars the Tiger.

Are you one of the 27 million people using Instagram? Let me know. I've really enjoyed seeing photos from my friends and the effortless commenting system that Instagram has in place. I spend 150 minutes a week in the elementary school carpool lane - it doesn't seem that long with my new friend Instagram. Friend me. Classychaos.