Ben got up early to go hunting again. A couple hours later I hear Taylor's little voice asking if she can come lay with me. She grabs her "soft blanky" and snuggles into bed.Our family has grown. Children grow up so quickly and I want to remember everything. There will be a lot of pictures because this is where I am keeping some my favorite memories.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
We Want More Snow
Ben got up early to go hunting again. A couple hours later I hear Taylor's little voice asking if she can come lay with me. She grabs her "soft blanky" and snuggles into bed.More Deerless Hunting
When Ben and I were first married I enjoyed getting up early, sipping hot cider, getting all bundled up and driving through the woods looking for deer in our little Toyota. We don't get up quite as early, but we did spend the entire day driving to different areas to look for deer. I packed us a little "picnic" with summer sausage, salami, crackers, cheeses, pretzels, pickles, olives and chips so we could have little snacks along our journey. We were expecting snow. Taylor was thrilled when it finally came...
Some higher elevations already had a little snow on the ground so we stopped to play in it for a little while. It was very cold, but Taylor didn't mind a bit, as she proudly holds up her "snow ball."In the Toy Box
4-Wheeler Ride in the Neighborhood
My Little Artist
Jump-A-Lot is Back
Over the summer we spent much of our time outdoors. It wasn't until September when I realized our favorite jumping place was no longer open. Ownership changed and we are happy they are back in business. It is a great way to spend an hour. The girls love it!
Anissa and Taylor sliding down after, of course, climbing up the bouncer which ended up being a favorite. Tuesday, November 3, 2009
28?
About a month ago, Taylor and I were talking about age. Probably because it was right around her birthday. I told her Matt is older than her. She said no, that she is older. I said no, Matt is 22...how old are you? Hoping she would remember she just turned three. She said, "23." I said, "oh really, than how old am I." She said, "28." And daddy? She said, "28." Okay, so we're 28...I'm okay with that.This evening, Taylor wanted her daddy and I to go with her to the potty. Her daddy asked if she could wipe her own hiney. She said no, mommy does it. He asked when she would be old enough to do it herself. She said, "28." Don't worry. We will work on this. I am very sure she will have this skill down prior to turning 28.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Deer?
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