{fly a kite}

We have had these kites for about two years now. We bought them in the beginning of spring with every intention of using them....then they got put away and forgotten. Until now.





It was really windy, so it was quite difficult to keep them up once they became airborne. In fact, they became a little bit scary and I thought someone might just lose an eye. But they didn't.




However, I would not advise flying kites in 30mph winds......just a tip!

{boy?}

I have written quite a bit about how Paige LOVES dresses. I think I have also talked about how much she loves PINK. Apparently, this love for pink and dresses runs DEEP.

It's September in Michigan. The weather is unpredictable. Hot one day and cold the next. Little cute summer dresses are not always a good idea.

This is very bad news for this little girl.



"Momma! I wook wike a boy."



Seriously. If it's not a dress. It must be a boy's outfit.





Lucky for her, I have quite a few dresses for MUCH cooler weather. But, they would be way too much for 70 degree days. Poor baby. My poor, cute, baby boy?

{first day 2010}

Do you ever have one of those times when the planets all align, and all the pictures you take are just exactly what you envisioned? This morning, was one of those mornings.



Beautiful weather. Beautiful girl. Hopefully, her day goes just as beautifully. Actually, I hope her whole second grade year goes beautifully.



I love these jump pictures.


That backpack weighs 1,000 pounds.




This picture...is my favorite. She's blowing a kiss to her little sister. Her little sister who became her best friend over the summer. LOVE, LOVE, LOVE this picture.


I know she's going to have a super day. She's such a sweet, smart, funny, cute, and beautiful girl. We are so blessed.

{the littlest cowgirl}

Just a handful of pictures of Paige from yesterday. She and Emily have been playing quite a bit of dress up lately. She wandered downstairs to look for something and I distracted her with a few photos.







"Can I get back to what I would rather be doing Mom?"


And with that, she rode off into the sunset.

{second grade}

My Emily Jean starts second grade on Tuesday.


This summer, she grew up. And I swear, it must have been overnight. I mean, really, I was with her all the time, you think I would have noticed all this growing up.


She's all ready to start her third year of elementary school. We have bought all her school supplies, planned her first day outfit, and found out her teacher's name. If you ask her, she'll tell you she's excited and only a tiny bit scared.

I just know she's going to have a great year!

{bottled water}

A very interesting take on bottled water...



it makes me smile that i use a refillable water bottle - which i fill with tap water.

what do you think?

{almost pop stars}

This past week my girls were invited to a pop stars birthday party. I took a couple pictures of them before we left. Paige and I fought over what she was going to wear. It is at this time that I would like to remind you that she is THREE. Just three. And we have been fighting about her wardrobe for at least a year. Two years ago she didn't even know what color she was wearing. Do you think I am in trouble? And, BTW, you CAN ANSWER THAT QUESTION IN THE COMMENTS SECTION. REALLY. It doesn't cost ANYTHING. It's FREE.



Isn't my Emily so pretty? Ohh, another question you can answer in the COMMENTS SECTION.


Why, oh why can I not get one decent picture of both of them? If you know the answer, please write it in the COMMENTS SECTION.

I know you all think I am crazy, but seriously, I am getting a little lonely around here in the blogosphere. It's like you bringing out your photo album, showing, what you think, are some pretty awesome pictures. Telling, what you think, are some pretty funny and cute stories.  And what you get are crickets. Nothingness. Silence. You would start to get discouraged. Wouldn't you? Maybe my pictures suck. Maybe my stories are boring. Maybe I should put away the photo albums and not tell any more stories.....Just something to think about.