Abby was "giving instructions" to Emily about how these pics should be posed. Always the big sister.
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Easter
Abby was "giving instructions" to Emily about how these pics should be posed. Always the big sister.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Weather Changes
So, by March 2 we hit 70. We went to land between the lakes homestead after church for my B-day. Beautiful weather and a great day.
Aren't they sweet? When they're good together their great, but when they aren't look out.
Then March 8 we built this!!! We had about 5 inches and it was drifting so deep Emily couldn't walk without falling.
Lastly here is a pic of Emily in her hospital provided pjs. Monday the 3rd she stood up on our bed and fell off and gave herself a cuncussion. We took her to the ER as she was sleepy and pale. She got sick ALL OVER herself there so she got these nifty pjs that she wants to wear all the time now. She was fine and back to herself the next day. Dave says he already is too familiar with our ER.
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
What's New With Us
OK so the first "new thing" with us is our new TV and entertainment center. We needed a new TV and our old entertainment center wouldn't hold one of the same size we had. So Dave bought one big enough for me to sit next to him on the couch and actually see what was happening.
We are having too much fun trying to find "pretty things" to put in the cabinets.
Abby decided she needed pretty hair for school and Emily really needed prettys in her hair too. If fact at first I said no and she actually shed some BIG tears, so Mommy gave in. Here they are at their table eating banana muffins. Emily also decided that she had to eat at their table for the first time.

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Lastly here they are playing school bus. Abby took the school bus to and from school this week, in the past it's only been coming back from school. Emily stood in the driveway and waved as she left, so playing bus now is a big deal.
Abby decided she needed pretty hair for school and Emily really needed prettys in her hair too. If fact at first I said no and she actually shed some BIG tears, so Mommy gave in. Here they are at their table eating banana muffins. Emily also decided that she had to eat at their table for the first time.
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Lastly here they are playing school bus. Abby took the school bus to and from school this week, in the past it's only been coming back from school. Emily stood in the driveway and waved as she left, so playing bus now is a big deal.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
One Year and Counting
So 1 year ago yesterday we lost Dad or heaven gained him I guess would be a better way to think of it. It's been a long road and continuse to be a long road. Having Abby ask about him often is a blessing, but also a painful reminder of all that we have lost. So here are a few pics of Dad and the lyrics of a song that I've been singing to myself alot lately.
"Who told us we'd be rescued?

What has changed and why should we be saved from nightmares?
We're asking why this happen
To us who have died to live?
It's unfair.
This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive.
This is what it is to be loved.
And to know that the promise was
When everything fell we'd be held.
This hand is bitterness.
We want to taste it, let the hatred NUMB our sorrow
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The wise hands opens slowly to lilies of the valley and tomorrow.
If hope is born of suffering.
If this is only the beginning.
Can we not wait for one hour watching for our Savior?
This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive.
This is what it is to be loved.
And to know that the promise was
When everything fell we'd be held. "
"Who told us we'd be rescued?
What has changed and why should we be saved from nightmares?
We're asking why this happen
To us who have died to live?
It's unfair.
This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive.
This is what it is to be loved.
And to know that the promise was
When everything fell we'd be held.
This hand is bitterness.
We want to taste it, let the hatred NUMB our sorrow
.The wise hands opens slowly to lilies of the valley and tomorrow.
If hope is born of suffering.
If this is only the beginning.
Can we not wait for one hour watching for our Savior?
This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive.
This is what it is to be loved.
And to know that the promise was
When everything fell we'd be held. "
We all miss you Dad, hope you're having a great time and we'll be seeing you soon.
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Preparing for Christmas
Here It Is
So I've been meaning to get a new site up and running so everyone can see picks of the girls and keep up with what we're up to. Here's my attempt at that, even though most of you will be seeing us in the near future. Feel free to share it around as I'm sure I don't have everyones emails.
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