
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Precious Times...
Here are a few more pictures from earlier in the week. I edited them today and had to share. I love the look Ethan has for his Mom and Dad. It's when I look at these photos that I realize that these are precious times...


Boys Will Be Boys...
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
It's lovely...
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Favorites From Today...
Today we had a blast! Who wants to sit at home doing housework all day when it was so beautiful outside? I am glad Becca and Sarah invited us to go to the Riverfront with them for a picnic lunch. I brought the camera for some practice and glad I did! I got some of my new favorite pictures of Becca. After lunch we played on the playground (or should I say Ethan played). I made sure he was well behaved and the girls sun bathed. Then we took a walk on the new bridge over the river. After a trip to Target we went back to Becca's for the best smoothies I have ever had in my life! Sarah and Becca took turns reading to Ethan (the same book of course) and I am so glad I captured that on camera. It was precious. Here are my favorites from the day...


Friday, May 8, 2009
Take Two...
After nap time, Ethan played in the sand box in our backyard for about fifteen minutes until he said he wanted to go inside. After his bath (he always dumps sand in his hair) I asked him if he wanted to go to the park. Of course! I figured since we had a great morning taking pictures, I thought I would try and bring the camera along for a few more.
We noticed next to the playground two Canada Geese had just hatched some little ones... the babies were so cute and Ethan really wanted a closer look. After talking with him, he did a good job of leaving them alone.
I am practicing my editing skills and I am finally loving the look of my own photos. It's nice not to depend on my husband when I need photos edited and put on a disc so that I can get them printed. It was hard at first, but I am getting it!

We noticed next to the playground two Canada Geese had just hatched some little ones... the babies were so cute and Ethan really wanted a closer look. After talking with him, he did a good job of leaving them alone.
I am practicing my editing skills and I am finally loving the look of my own photos. It's nice not to depend on my husband when I need photos edited and put on a disc so that I can get them printed. It was hard at first, but I am getting it!

Out Exploring!
We went out for a walk today. It was the first time I have been able to take pictures of Ethan and got anything worth keeping! Ethan has a hard time standing still and looking at the camera. He is such a boy! But I was thankful to get these photos that really capture who he is! I have also been learning a lot on Photoshop! All of these photos have been edited. What do you think?


Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Sunday Blessings
Today begins Teacher's Appreciation Week. I had a CV Kidz meeting today and one of the women on our Dream Team bought me this hanging basket to tell me that I was doing a good job and that she appreciated me. Boy was I surprised! It really made my day. The two humming birds that live in our front yard will love it too!


Saturday, May 2, 2009
A Really Good Cry
How do I even begin to explain this week?! We had a blessing happen on Sunday! We were given a love offering to help pay for our new lap top! I was able to get back online, working again, and it also began "catch up."
By Thursday, I finally was able to get to the store to get a few groceries before getting home to continue the mound of laundry that piles up when you are sick. I finished it all! Can you believe it? I couldn't. I also finished all the housework!
Friday came and Dave woke up with hives all over his body. He was miserable at work and asked me if I had done anything different with the laundry. Dave has sensitive skin and so we usually use Dreft. This time I tried to save money by buying Target's brand of baby detergent. Well... needless to say that I am now emptying out drawers and rewashing all the clothes.
This morning, while I was on the phone with the on call nurse for Dave (who by the way is now swollen and having cold chills while working) I opened the mail from yesterday. I found our water bill and it was six times higher than usual. Of course all I could do was leave a message on the company's answering service. But, what if we have a water leak? There would be no way that Dave could crawl under the house to see since he is so sick with allergies as it is!
So, when Becca and I came back from Craft Warehouse (read about that adventure here - unless you are MOM) and I got changed to go into the crawl space. Becca held the lamp. I opened the door. I realized I was going to have to get on my stomach to even get in there. I admitted that I was scared and so Becca humored me and prayed a prayer that went something like this, "Dear God, give Jen strength to go under the house because... well, were girls... help her be brave. Amen." I brushed the gigantic cop webs from the entrance and when I peered inside I saw something on the ground that looked similar to a mouse shaped body. I cried out and took the broom to see if it was such. We both began to laugh so hard that Sarah yelled from inside the house if we were OK. I then realized that I really had to do this and in my hysteria began crying. I crawled under the house and slowly went as far as I could before the pipes began to cross each other and I couldn't go any farther. I didn't see any leaks (that's good right?) and began back. It is amazing how being under the house can cause asthma. I am just beginning to feel better.
Dave was given a steroid at the Urgent Care after work hours and now is asleep. I guess the moral of the story is ladies, let someone else do the job of crawling in small spaces with creepy crawling things, with poor air supply. Unless you need a really good cry...
By Thursday, I finally was able to get to the store to get a few groceries before getting home to continue the mound of laundry that piles up when you are sick. I finished it all! Can you believe it? I couldn't. I also finished all the housework!
Friday came and Dave woke up with hives all over his body. He was miserable at work and asked me if I had done anything different with the laundry. Dave has sensitive skin and so we usually use Dreft. This time I tried to save money by buying Target's brand of baby detergent. Well... needless to say that I am now emptying out drawers and rewashing all the clothes.
This morning, while I was on the phone with the on call nurse for Dave (who by the way is now swollen and having cold chills while working) I opened the mail from yesterday. I found our water bill and it was six times higher than usual. Of course all I could do was leave a message on the company's answering service. But, what if we have a water leak? There would be no way that Dave could crawl under the house to see since he is so sick with allergies as it is!
So, when Becca and I came back from Craft Warehouse (read about that adventure here - unless you are MOM) and I got changed to go into the crawl space. Becca held the lamp. I opened the door. I realized I was going to have to get on my stomach to even get in there. I admitted that I was scared and so Becca humored me and prayed a prayer that went something like this, "Dear God, give Jen strength to go under the house because... well, were girls... help her be brave. Amen." I brushed the gigantic cop webs from the entrance and when I peered inside I saw something on the ground that looked similar to a mouse shaped body. I cried out and took the broom to see if it was such. We both began to laugh so hard that Sarah yelled from inside the house if we were OK. I then realized that I really had to do this and in my hysteria began crying. I crawled under the house and slowly went as far as I could before the pipes began to cross each other and I couldn't go any farther. I didn't see any leaks (that's good right?) and began back. It is amazing how being under the house can cause asthma. I am just beginning to feel better.
Dave was given a steroid at the Urgent Care after work hours and now is asleep. I guess the moral of the story is ladies, let someone else do the job of crawling in small spaces with creepy crawling things, with poor air supply. Unless you need a really good cry...
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