Three for Three

I have now blogged as many times in 2010 as I did in 2009 - and it's only March! That's three for three! So to break my record, I only have to write once more in the next 9 months. (What's wrong with that?) Here are a couple of pictures for your viewing pleasure. Every time I sit down to post something - all 6 times - it reminds me what a bad picture- taker I am. I'm not just talking about how bad the pictures come out, but also how few of them I have!

Okay, the dark one is puddle jumping at our CG apartment. It's rained a lot the last few weeks here in Arizona. I'm loving it! Erik not so much since the church he's building becomes one big muddy mess. Here's Julia in daddy's coat. I think she looks like a seven dwarf. Allison's not in the pic, but it was funny because her soaked pants were so heavy they'd slowly creep down her leg and we kept having to pull em back on again.

Here's the story behind the drawing of the 2 beautiful ladies. Alli has a horrible habit of pulling her hair out. What she'll do is twist and twist until her finger is stuck and then she pulls it all out. It makes me so sad! The other day I looked at her and realized she was balding on one side! So I drew this picture which is now hanging on the fridge. She got the point and ever since she comes to me for help when her finger gets stuck. Love this girl! I know, I'm quite the artist.

The other two pics are at the fair for Hannah's 19th birthday. The butterfly ride was so cool because it was hand-powered by this guy standing in the middle. I want one of these in my backyard.

Allison is well into figuring out what she likes and does not like. If I ask her if she would like a little bit of something to eat, she always responds with, No, I want a big bit. Shopping at Michael's the other day she kept asking to touch everything she saw. Mom, I want this. Mom, I want that. Finally she looked up at me with those big blue eyes and said, "Mom, I want it all!"

Julia (who we affectionately call Gioia which means Joy) is growing up big, but not strong. The girl is only just starting to roll these past few days. And crawling, well that's entirely out of the question. We might just walk before we crawl. She's a little cuddly sweet creature who we all love a lot. However, lately she's mastered the art of screaming at the slightest taunt by Allison. Hmm, I do not want screamy screechy girls. Did they learn that from me?

And I have to share one last story which still makes me laugh. We were at the library a few days ago. Allison saw someone and gave this huge gasp and said, pointing, "Mom, look, it's me!" I looked over and saw another little blonde girl across the room. I was pretty sure she understood the concept of me and there only being ONE of me, but now I don't know what to think. And yes there are plenty of blondes in CG. At church, the entire nursery (7-8 kids) is blonde. Every. Last. One. To her credit, we haven't met too many toehead blondes, and this library gal was just that.