Time to catch up

I've really neglected blogging lately. When I loaded pics onto my computer this afternoon, I realized it had been over two weeks since I'd done so. I'll try to get caught up soon-- we've had a pool party with family, a trip to a farm park, vbs, and more-- so many things to report! But for now, just a couple pics.

These are just for you, Uncle Jarrett.



Classic. I'm not sure which is funnier. The terrified look on Moses' face, or the look of pure joy on his uncle's.


Now those are some big eyes. And thighs.

Just some recent pics...

Another Moses Milestone

Moses had his very first swimming lesson today-- and it was adorable! On the way to the pool he just kept saying over and over, "To the pool! To the pool!" It felt like we were in the middle of "A Fish out of Water."

He LOVED his lesson. And it made me smile so much my face hurt. Fortunately, one of our friends from church (and a sophomore at GC, one of my alma maters- yay!) was the helper for the class. She just HAPPENS to be Moses' first love, so he had no problem leaving us at the side and getting in the pool.

It amazes me sometimes how much K and Moses are alike...


They started with ring-around-the-rosy...


And continued with kicking...


Then kicking across the pool...


Then circle arms across the pool...


Then alligator arms across the pool...


Then floating...


ZuZu was really into it...


And guess who wouldn't get out of the pool? Not even the promise of McDonald's would bring him out....

I'm clearly not getting the concept

I've said it before, and I will say it again. I just don't "get" going to garage sales.

Maybe it's because I'm germophobic (and my husband has certainly contributed to that). Or maybe it's because I'm picky. Or maybe a little snobby. Or maybe all three.

But I just don't get it.

This weekend is the community garage sale. And I will admit, it's fun to leisurely stroll around town and see what people are selling. And I will admit that I do sometimes buy books. For example, the church across the street has a huge sale during the weekend, and they tend to have great books. Like brand-new Beth Moore books for 50 cents.

But other than that, I just don't get it. I mean, WHY, when I can get a Ralph Lauren shirt for 4.99 on yellow dot at Bergners (Yonkers, etc), would I dig through other people's old clothes-- not likely washed-- for a potential bargain that might not even fit? And I figure if I won't buy garage sale items for myself, I won't do it for my children.

But overall, the garage sale people thatI observe each year make me crazy. Let me give you an example. Like I said, the church across the street has a big sale every year-- so I get to observe the people going in and out. I think that garage sale people operate on a different time schedule than other people. Over the last few sales, we've noticed that although the HUGE sign outside the church clearly says the sale starts at 8, we watch people start going in sometime after 7. This year, the ladies got smart-- they locked the doors until it was time to start.

And it was like watching the mob wait for store openings the day after Thanksgiving.

Okay, that might be a little bit of a stretch. But there was a line. And the lady at the beginning of the line was complaining loudly that the church wasn't open yet. She was making exaggerated gestures, checking her watch. At 7:45.

Another example-- someone parked in our neighbor's driveway. I know they weren't her family, because we see her family come in and out. What's more, the person in the car was hanging out the car door smoking. Amidst all the non-smoking signs around our neighbor's house. She's on oxygen.

These are just a couple of examples. And I guess to me, time-- and peace-- is money. I'll take that 4.99 [brand new] Ralph Lauren shirt anyday.

He's clearly not getting the concept

Of either a bed or pants.

Monday night:

Tuesday night:


Thursday afternoon nap: