First off, because I don't want to rearrange the order of the pictures--this is our view from the end of our block. Pretty nice, eh?
And this--my pantry, at the bottom of the stairs, instead of in the dining room. I love it.
First off, because I don't want to rearrange the order of the pictures--this is our view from the end of our block. Pretty nice, eh?
This is my Loonie Number 1. Seriously, she's always been a happy kid, even when she's sick. And she's been sick off and on almost every other week since November. But, she's been doing much better the last two weeks and Oh MY GOODNESS!!! She has turned into a CRAZY child. Seriously, she's never quiet, she's always singing or talking in her weird half Hindu talk, and she's never still for a second, it's like she's half boblehead. What a goose. Then there's Elena, my Loonie Number 2. She likes to pretend she's a puppy. Or a princess. I'm always the witch that locks her in a tower. (All princess stories involve being locked in a tower according to her.)
I don't really feel like going through and putting these pictures in any kind of order, lo siento. But this IS related to Lindsay's wedding, because Isabel fell at her reception and smashed her nose, cut open her lip, and well, you can see the bruise on her cheek too.
“Motherhood is near to divinity. It is the highest, holiest service to be assumed by mankind. It places her who honors its holy calling and service next to the angels.” Elder Boyd K. Packer - November 1993 Ensign
"Dear Prude,Sober of not, I am forever yours."-Percy French, a letter to his wife (1776)
"Before I got married I had six theories about bringing up children; now I have six children and no theories."-John Wilmot