Monday, September 28, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Just keeping with the routine...
We have spent several of the past few weekends getting together with our dear friends, the Rush's. They came over tonight for some pizza, football, and silly fun. The kids all get along famously (I know that's a British term, but I just love it!), and the grown-ups get a little giddy, too. Here are some pics that we took:
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Friday night on the town
Photo shoot
I get by with a little help from my... sisters!
Thursday, September 10, 2009
A twilight surprise
Delaney's first haircut
Delaney helped out by feeding Emma (who, by the way, sat quietly in the stroller the entire time. She is the BEST baby!)So after 30 minutes of going back and forth between "yes" and "no", our (getting braver!) brave girl climbed up onto the elevated chair at the sink and never looked back. I did let her keep her pacifier, which I personally cannot stand, but it helped a lot and my sweet Delaney never once batted an eye. She just smiled occasionally, like she was proud of herself. Every girl needs a little pampering, right?!Ta-da!
I must have heard, "Hey, Mom! I got my hair cut!!!" 16 times on the drive home.Two freshly-cut cuties. Hooray!
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
...and no school means a trip to the ice cream parlor!
This past Friday the kids had off from school. My friend Camille and I took advantage of the perfect weather and hit a little country ice cream parlor that we'd heard about. It took a little help from my GPS to find the place, but once we arrived we had a blast. The kids marveled over the 24 flavors of soft-serve that they offered (here's a shocker for you--both Hannah and Delaney settled on vanilla!!!), and they all sat quietly for the three minutes that it took them to scarf down their treats. I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream!
Our baby girl goes to kindergarten
Well, the big day came and went with little fanfare. Hannah was as excited, confident, and happy as we could have hoped. I thought all along that I would cry at her departure. But seeing her in such a state of "big-girl-ness" made me so proud and excited for her that I could only smile, hug her, and snap tons of pictures.