Love is...

sleeping all cuddled up to your sister!

The best gift ever...

Translation:

Plans for Mother's Day

1. Wake Daddy up at 8:00am

2. Make breakfast Waffles with bacon and orange juice or milk

3. Give Mommy are (our) cards.

4. Give Mommy lots of Hugs and Kisses.

5. Be Good

6. obey Mommy

7. Make Lunch for Mommy

8. Spend time with Mommy

9. Make Dinner for mommy

10. Go to bed for Mommy.

Please excuse Lindsay's writing, when her pressure is up we write backwards and we spell incorrectly. But honestly THIS is the best gift ever. I love you Lindsay!!!

Saturday May 8th

My Mother's Day Flowers

I really thought having a bird's nest outside my kitchen window was neat, until it turned so cold and I about freeze when I wash dishes.

My boy who cannot put his book down, Diary of a Wimpy Kid.

My Lovely Flowers which are now covered with garbage bags in hopes of protecting them from the frost. I just realized how badly I need to power wash the deck. Perhaps when it gets warm I will. :)

Y'all are in TROUBLE NOW!

Well, I got a new camera yesterday as well as a new lens. I am SO EXCITED! Plus it is Spring and I can take pictures outside. You all know what I am talking about. You no longer have to worry if you have captured the fact that your counter has crumbs on it or the laundry pile behind that cute smiling child. :) So ignore me. I am going to add a ton of photos.

The Bob Party

Oh Look! She Sparkles like a Cullen! ;)

I now know that I am a sick and demented person. This picture makes me giggle every time I see it. It is NOT Lindsay's right eye that is messed up. It is her LEFT eye. She is actually looking to the LEFT in this picture. (Her left) Seriously I want to blacken out a tooth or 2 and call her Billy Bob. We love the 6th cranial nerve palsy.

Our neurosurgeon is brilliant and amazingly intelligent, however he cannot figure out HOW to do surgery without matting a child's hair. 1 hour in the shower and 2 bottles of conditioner later and this is what we removed....

with a pair of Scissors. Below is the picture of the carnage that we refer to as Lindsay's hair. My sweet little girl is a trooper and has agreed to a chin length bob. For those of you who know Lindsay this is about the same as asking her to sever her leg off her body. She needs to have enough hair for a bun for dance. This is about the only way that we can get her hair to grow out nicely. Nutcracker will be interesting..But I will be pumping her full of vitamins to get her hair to grow so that I do not have to listen to her complain about her lack of a bun. :)

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