Saturday, May 24, 2008

Our new home.

With a few dollars from our most successful garage sale, we decided to buy the girls their very own playhouse. Today was the first time they've really 'used' it, and they love it! Please disregard the messy faces and snot as these pics are au natural.








Monday, May 19, 2008

Down, down, down

That super loud crash you heard ... was my computer. The laptop has died, taking with it all my pictures. Thankfully one of my best friends married a computer tech. So I sit her anxiously awaiting a phone call telling me he was able to clear my hard drive and save all my stuff. There is a 99% chance that will happen. It's the 1% I'm worried about.
So until my new Dell arrives in the mail this week, I'm stuck on this ancient contraption running Windows 98. All I can say is that when I'm back up and running the twinkie spam will be flowing freely as will the frequent and obsessive back-ups of all my documents and files.

Sunday, April 27, 2008

Monday, April 21, 2008

Look what we can do!

Today we had a special visitor at the daycare. Mirabelle is a small horse, about 14 and a half hands high. The 2 year old class is studying the farm this month, so Mirabelle's owner was kind enough to bring her in to share with the center. Addison and Payton loved her from afar, but weren't too sure of her up close. I, on the other hand, fell in love.






Sunday, April 20, 2008

Happy Birthday!

On January 25th my girls turned 1. On February 14th Remi turned 2, and then on April 10th Nick turned 1. So today we had a small birthday party to celebrate all the major milestones. We had more smash cake, presents, and lots of fun.








Saturday, April 19, 2008

Friday, April 11, 2008

Catching up.

I haven't had much to blog about lately. No sicknesses, nothing major going on, just me and the girls.
We've had a week of beautiful weather, a tease of spring. This weekend it's supposed to be back down in the 50's. Bah. Addison will be so upset. The girl loves to be outside. She will stand at the window and bang screaming to be let out. Taking her to the car for anything is now a chore. Once she realizes it's not play time ... it becomes fight night.
Payton is just happy being herself.
Life is good.