Walking in to church. We were late this morning. I'll also go ahead and state now that the girls dressed themselves this morning. Emma wore a red dress, black shoes and pink sweater. Mackenzie wore a blue striped dress, black dress shoes and pink sweatshirt. They were cute.
Mackenzie in her room in the nursery. In the fall she moves up to the 2-year-old Sunday School class.
In church. (Church was over though, and I snapped this right before we left to pick up the girls.)
Emma's Sunday School class. That's Kelly helping her. Kelly is her one teacher's daughter and also does nursery duty with us.
Waiting in the parking lot. Just a little traffic.
Form for my blood work that's been sitting in my car so I wouldn't lose it.
Lunch. Yes, I had ribs at 11:45 am for lunch. And they were yummy.
Emma doing a dance for us.
Goodbye Ruby Tuesday.
Bike ride when we got home.
If you look closely (you can click to enlarge) you can see Mackenzie just about to fall off her bike. Hello Beth.
The boo boo. This poor girl has no idea what sort of summer she's in for. I'm going to go through band-aids like crazy.
All better now though.
Mackenzie, Emma, Caroline and Jack. They were highly entertained by Michael mowing.
Flowers Emma made in church this morning.
But Emma kept sticking her head in the shot. After 3 or 4 of these they were cracking up.
Prayer time.
Potty time. With one of her favorite books, which is about going potty, of course.
Reading before bed.
Cleaning out my purse. This is everything minus the garbage I'd thrown away. A mess.
Mackenzie in her room in the nursery. In the fall she moves up to the 2-year-old Sunday School class.
In church. (Church was over though, and I snapped this right before we left to pick up the girls.)
Emma's Sunday School class. That's Kelly helping her. Kelly is her one teacher's daughter and also does nursery duty with us.
Waiting in the parking lot. Just a little traffic.
Form for my blood work that's been sitting in my car so I wouldn't lose it.
Lunch. Yes, I had ribs at 11:45 am for lunch. And they were yummy.
Emma doing a dance for us.
Goodbye Ruby Tuesday.
Bike ride when we got home.
If you look closely (you can click to enlarge) you can see Mackenzie just about to fall off her bike. Hello Beth.
The boo boo. This poor girl has no idea what sort of summer she's in for. I'm going to go through band-aids like crazy.
All better now though.
Mackenzie, Emma, Caroline and Jack. They were highly entertained by Michael mowing.
Flowers Emma made in church this morning.
Emma wanted me to take her picture on her bike. I will probably be able to put an entire album together full of just pictures of Emma on her back come September.
Snuggle time with Daddy. Please note the fleece one-piece pajamas she is in. She got an ear ache (which thankfully did not last long) and was crying and miserable for an hour. Thank you to whomever invented Motrin. And food coloring. Since I have to make in red in order for her to take it.
I ended up taking a nap later that afternoon. They read books while I slept. I found them here when I woke up.
She made a hot dog. And while you can't really tell here, it actually looked like a hot dog. I was impressed.
And this one, too. Pretty sure Mackenzie was up to no good. See the blue thing under her bed? That's The Wave, kind of like The Firm if you've ever tried it. I borrowed it from my sister but haven't used it yet. Instead, my girls have taken it over. When you flip it over you can rock back and forth and balance on it. They love it. Which is why Emma swiped it and stashed it in her room.
Emma likes to ask me how her teeth look after brushing. So now Mackenzie asks me when she takes her turn brushing her teeth, except she asks me ever 3 seconds. Which is what she's doing now. "How do they look?"
Mackenzie has been really in to reading lately. I'll find her just sitting in her room, or on the couch, or in the middle of the floor with books
But Emma kept sticking her head in the shot. After 3 or 4 of these they were cracking up.
Prayer time.
Potty time. With one of her favorite books, which is about going potty, of course.
Reading before bed.
Cleaning out my purse. This is everything minus the garbage I'd thrown away. A mess.
The end.