This is the face I see between 8 and 8:30 every morning. She wants orange juice for breakfast. Then, around 9:30 or 10:00, she wants something to eat.
She's just precious, y'all. Really.
We had some wonderfully cool, pleasant days last week. We enjoyed being outside and not sweating to death. This was taken right before our big fall over a frog on the sidewalk. Both of us. Scraped knees, knocked out of breath, cheek hitting the concrete...it wasn't a pleasant sight to see. Thank God only the frogs were out to see it. And poor Dusty had to hear the screams and cries from the garage.
We spent lots of time at the pool. This girl loves it. And has realized she can reach in the 3 ft part of the pool. Which, of course, means that she doesn't need her swimmies on.
It was nice to have an extra set of "catcher" arms for this jumper.
Mema came into town just in time for fireworks over the river. If I told you about the entertainment around us and how tickled we were as we waited on fireworks, it just wouldn't do these people justice.
Saturday, we celebrated Papa's birthday with takeout and fireworks! Happy birthday, Papa! We're so glad you came to spend the weekend with us!
Because we don't usually have anyone to take pics, we have to get them when we have a chance!