Wednesday, June 5, 2013

The Chicken Whisperer

Ya, right...we all know neither one of these kids have any kind of "whisper" to them!  But it sure was fun watching them chase, catch, torment, and sass these free range chickens!  Just a few of my favorite pictures below of the two hooligans.


Fast as Lightning.

Spreading mulch this spring, Hope asked if she could inside and potty.  Absolutely, because no one likes wet pants, right? 
In she goes. 
[me go back to mulching] 
Out she comes. 
And runs. 
No need to worry about wet pants if you don't wear any. 
This girls a thinker.  um, ya, that's it...a thinker.

Not about making memories, but making moments.

....and the above picture will come out at the perfect moment.  Sayyyyyy, about the time my oldest nephew is about to escort his prom date off for the evening.  That's right Grover, never underestimate the power your aunt holds with her camera.....bahahahahaaaaa.  ;)

Monday, June 3, 2013

Hi. What's your name?

"Hi.  What's your name?"
"Mary.  What's yours?"
"Hope.  And this is Mommy."
Repeat with Katie, Daisy, Jenna, Jenny, Zach, Sandra, and a whole other slew of strangers from the grocery store  every public place we go.  That's right, we know them all, thanks to our chatty and friendly two year old.  Every conversation starts out the same, and then once introductions have been concluded, it usually goes into a long story of either where her daddy and sister are or a run down of her upcoming birthday party.

 And if her chatty-non-stop-high-pitched-never-heard-of-inside-voice-conversations don't grab your attention, then just come on over to our back porch.  This is where the whole neighborhood gets to soak in the sounds of the echoing "Hope Horn".  Oh yes, it's loud.  You may have already heard it where you live. 
Does she crack herself up? Yep, she sure does. For example, a couple Sunday's ago we were in the car pulling out of the parking lot. Adam and I were asking Emma what she learned in her Sunday School class. Emma was softly trying to share with us her Bible story, but Hope was overriding her sheepish voice with the long version of the color of grass. Adam politely asked Hope to please be quiet and not interrupt Emma. Her reply, "OK. I was just being funny."  [followed by self proclaimed giggles]
Dear funny girl,
Hi.  What's your name?
"Hope.  And I'm the girl that everyone wanted me to talk when I turned two.  Boy, did I have them all fooled."

Saturday, June 1, 2013

Turning rain into sunshine.

And turning a 1st grader into a 2nd grader.

 When she boarded that bus for her last day of 1st grade, the skies we pretty dim with rain clouds dripping.  But up pulled #94, and Mr. Jim whisked that growing beanpole of a daughter away.

 Just as the clouds rolled away, Hope decided she was not going to nap because she wanted to see "94" drop her big sister home for the summer.  And just like that, 3:45 rolled around bringing some warm sunshine.....and a bus full of happy kids.

Welcome home to our newest 2nd grader!  Let summer officially begin!