I hope everyone's Easter weekend was as lovely as ours. We attended a Good Friday service Friday night; I was able to escape the house for a short time and get a new haircut Saturday and Camden had (yet another) baseball practice. Sunday was church, an egg hunt after church and then a relaxed afternoon at Gram and Gramp's house. I could have skipped dressing Camden and Rory up since I failed to get any decent pictures of them in their coordinating-but-not-matching Easter Sunday outfits (see previous post). :) I did manage to get a few of them just having a good time at Gram and Gramp's house so I'm going to just be okay with that (and maybe dress them up another time for one more try).
It's possible these two have been in front of a camera before since they did this for us with no prompting.
Definitely the best picture I've taken of these four
Cute baby goat
She was mad that she didn't get to be the pitcher Playing catcher Holding the baby goat
Feeding the baby goat
And, seriously, that's about all I got - no Easter pics.
Welcome to November, friends. We're already halfway through the month which seems impossible. Also, a bit melancholy since November and December are my two favorite months of the year and I don't want to speed through even a little bit of it. It's hard to know where to pick up since I have been so negligent in this space for much of 2019.
Did I mention Brian backed up the van smashing our Yaris into smithereens? Should we talk about the night Rory didn't tell me about the overflowing toilet until said water was inches deep? Or how she brought me a hand towel to soak up the inches of water? Or how about the toilet water dripping through the ceiling? I say we should move right along!
1. I'll start with Rory's first overnight youth group trip last weekend. A friend texted me over the weekend with the words, "How is she old enough to be here?" and that sums it up. Brian, Camden, and I went to see the new biopic Harriet; we all highly recommend the movie.…
Round two of chemo was last Tuesday and it took a solid week before I felt myself again. Thankfully, I have a bit of extra time before the next one because of a work trip. I have no actual pictures from the past 10 days, but I did find a couple of not-Instagram worthy photos that are sentimental to me. Camden and I watching TV together; he's a giant these days.
1. We're setting heat records even though it's mid-September. I burned a fall candle, bought a cardigan, even jumped on the pumpkin spice cold brew wagon and it did nothing to usher in cooler temps. We're all ready for summer to say goodbye.
2. Speaking of chemo, I'm not supposed to completely lose my hair this time, but my eyelashes are definitely falling out and my hair just feels strange. While I don't noticeably see it falling out, there are definitely thinner spots and it looks dull. I'm trying to be glad it's not gone altogether.
3. And while we're still on chemo, I had the crazy idea of …
We almost always travel for Thanksgiving, but for multiple reasons, we spent Thanksgiving at home this year. It was lovely, and we gained much-needed time in this short break by not spending it on the road. Becky flew in for a much too brief visit; Uncle Dennis and Aunt Dana, Corey and Diane drove up just in time to eat lunch, spend a few hours chatting over many, many desserts. No, really, we had a lot of desserts: chocolate cheesecake (Dennis's specialty), chocolate birthday cake for Becky, vanilla cheesecake for Diane's birthday, and pumpkin dump cake because Thanksgiving. Our Thanksgiving holiday included too much eating, two intense games of Nertz, less intense games of dominoes with Addison. Becky was here just long enough to have one quiet morning at Liz's house, mom and dad's, and our home. The adults left the kids at home (isn't it amazing to be able to do that?) and went to see It's A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood at the theater. The consensus was t…