Jillian scrunches up her face in a kind of fierce-looking expression whenever I hold up the camera to take her picture. For example, In other news, Annabelle started preschool again and she looked so grownup on her way to school one day, I had to get a picture of her. Look at the cute capris and polo? I can't believe how big she's getting. And here's how she looked last Sunday (such a beauty):
So this post is a little late. I was having some trouble getting my pictures to upload to the computer to use in my blog entries.
Happy Father's Day to dads everywhere, although I want to especially wish it to my dad and my husband. I feel so grateful to have these wonderful men in my life. Here's a picture of my amazing dad with some of his grandchildren. Annabelle has been looking forward to this day for the past week. Michael took her to the store with him yesterday, and the lady at the register asked if she had wished her dad a happy father's day. Annabelle gave her quizzical look and reminded her that father's day wasn't until Sunday, and that we already had mother's day and next comes sister's day.
At church today, I reminded Annabelle that she would get to go up to the front with the other primary kids and sing songs to the dads. She responded that she didn't want to go up to sing, she wanted to go up to be pretty. And sure enough, when she was up there, she didn't sing one single word of the songs (even though I heard her singing them all week and I know she knew them), but she smiled and waved to people and looked as though she was participating in a beauty pageant. Oh boy. I'm going to have my hands full with that girl.
I must say though that she wasn't too off when it came to looking pretty. Both she and Jillian looked so cute today. I loved taking pictures of them sitting on the couch with Michael. He is such a good husband and father and I'm so grateful to him. Happy Father's Day, Michael. I love you!
When we had family visiting over Memorial Day weekend, Annabelle went with Michael, his brothers, and his dad to the sand dunes. They were there for several hours and Annabelle had a blast. I should have taken a picture of the pile of sand that formed as I took off her clothes to take a bath. It was huge, and it didn't even include the amount of the sand that came out when I emptied her pockets.
Their trip included lots of jumping off a hill to catch a frisbee or football, as well as Annabelle sledding down a hill on a cardboard box. I wish they had gotten a picture or video of that. That would have been really fun to watch.
Imagine my shock and surprise when I walked around in our newly finished basement and felt like I was walking on a soaking wet sponge. Apparently during the winter, the pipe connected to our back hose cracked. We used that back hose for the first time Thursday evening, and I discovered the water in the basement Friday morning.
We got the pipe fixed without having to break through the walls, but after removing the destroyed baseboards and some of the dry wall, Michael noticed that the insulation was soaking wet and we had to get the part behind the dry wall dried or else we may have some serious problems.
We had a propane tank blasting heat almost all night long last night to help dry out the carpet and wall, but realized that it was not drying behind the wall. Fortunately, today we were able to rent "the octopus" and we hope that that will get things dried. As you can see from the picture, there are arms going into the wall blowing air. Some of the modern day inventions are genius, and I hope that it does the job and we don't have any other issues with this disaster.
We've had a very busy last several weeks. My younger sister stayed with us for almost 2 weeks, and we had a blast. She and I have almost the exact some personality. The things that I think are hilarious, she finds them funny, too. We have the same thoughts and just have so much fun together.We also had Michael's parents and 2 brothers visit during Memorial Day weekend. It was so fun to have them all here. Here are a few pictures.
Almost everyday, one of my "friends" on Facebook has a birthday. My typical response to seeing it's someone's birthday is write a little message on their wall and be done. I've often wondered if the 30 seconds it took to write it really means anything.
Last week was my birthday. Like most of you, I've found that as I get older, birthdays don't mean much more than you have to be one year older, and I'm beginning to realize how much I took being in my early 20's for granted. The day before my birthday, I got some disappointing news. Because of that, I wasn't feeling too excited on my birthday. But then I got on Facebook, and holy cow, I had so many happy birthday wishes. It totally brightened my day to see how many people took a little bit of time to write on my wall.
Some of these people I haven't spoken to since high school graduation, yet they still wish me a happy birthday. I was reminded of how much I have to be grateful for, how I can't let this little bit of bad news affect my day, and what great people I've met over the course of my life. What would I ever do without the Facebook Phenomenon?
Jillian knows that whenever she sees a camera or someone says, "Smile", she's supposed to make s face of some kind. The only problem is it's never the same face and it's never a regular smile. She is always closing her eyes or opening her mouth, but it's very funny and cute to see.