Wordless Wednesday

Monica

Monica, my friend and college roommate, was in town for a few days and she invited us out to her parents lake house. We brought our lunches, ate one the dock, played with Cooper the dog, fished, and went for a boat ride. We would have gone swimming too, but for some reason it didn't occur to me to bring our swimsuits. Go figure. I mean, who would wear a swimsuit to the lake?

Ice Cream

Ice Cream is Anne's favorite food!

It runs in the family

Swimming

Abby loves the pool. She is adventurous and requires one hundred percent of your attention. You never know when she is going to jump off the steps or plunge her head under the water. My mom and I have had several heart attacks.

Independence Day

Each year our neighborhood has a Independence Day parade. Everyone decorates their wagons or strollers and follows the fire engines around the neighborhood. It is sweet. I enjoyed meeting more of our neighbors and seeing friends from the past. After are march around the block we came back for ice cream and the kids were allowed to climb in the fire trucks to have a look around.

Trace Me Mommy!

Anne is into having herself traced, A LOT! Jessica gives Anne the plans from old jobs and we turn them upside down and trace.

That's Lilly closest to Anne. At the top are her rendition of birds. She has also written her name several times on this one.

Father's Day

That's my fish! I forgot to post pics of our Father's Day celebration. Great Grandma invited us up for a lunch of fried chicken (my dad's favorite) and all the fixins.

Scott was able to rest and relax and Dad was able to "fish." Most of his fishing consisted of baiting Anne and my hooks, retrieving our poles , and taking fish of the hook.

We had a ball!

Anne loved fishing out the dead minnows and throwing them in the lake. There were a lot of dead minnows. The deaths have been linked to Anne's hands.

Notice how I am still avoiding doing the dishes at family gatherings.

Scott is relaxing. He fell asleep later on in the afternoon.

Patience

Anne's fish
My dad tried to get Anne to hold it for a picture, but hen he let go she dropped it. It flopped around on the dock and I screamed bloody murder and traumatized both my children.

My Fish
After two broken bamboo poles and one lost bobber I caught this guy. No, I did not touch the fish. That's my dad's thumb.

Pacifier

Scott and I both agreed that when Anne turned four she would have to start sleeping without her pacifier. In theory it sounded like a great idea. At the time we concieved our little plan four seemed very far away. Well, four came and I caved. I begged Scott to let Anne keep her passy. I told him no one would know she still had one because she only uses them at naps and bedtime. I mean I don't think it would cause any permanent damage, well at least that braces couldn't fix. She could give it up when she went to college or something. None of these well thought out arguments worked on Scott. He held firm and we took Anne's passy's. She cried and mourned the first night and nap, but is slowly adjusting. She announced this morning that she was brave because she slept the whole night without her passy. I told her she was the bravest girl ever.