Friday, June 27, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
And, just for fun, because people are always asking me how long Kiki's hair really is, I thought I'd post a picture of her bathtime when her hair is wet and straight.
Dry and curly versus wet and straight:
Doesn't even reach her shoulders curly and is half-way down her back straight.
Friday, June 20, 2008
Monday, June 16, 2008
I will trust and honor you
I will laugh and cry with you
With unfailing love, I will stand by you
Through the best and the worst
Through the difficult and easy
As I have given you my hand to hold
So I give you my life
So help me God.
~Vows from the Senden Wedding
It was so nice to spend so much time talking and partying with my long time friends that I don't see nearly enough these days.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Construction is underway with our fifth investment house (this round) which is by far my favorite. The lot is so wooded and beautiful, I feel like I'm in the mountains every time I go over there. There's even a creek running through the front yard. You're not "supposed" to get attached to the properties, but the nature moves me on this one, and I just can't help it.
Somehow, a Koi fish (enjoy the education ;-D) survived the house being empty for what looks like a year in a tiny little pond in the backyard. Kiki has named him Kiki-Koi :-D, and we're doing our best to make sure he survives us as well.
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Kiki and I went with her school friend, Molly, and Molly's mother, Sarah, to the Botanical Gardens last week. The girls had a great time exploring the children's gardens, but the flower sprinklers were definitely the big hit.
On the way, Kiki entertained me with a rousing rendition of "Jumping Salad in a Pot" (?), a detailed description of where Molly and Miss Sarah were lost in the forest next to the highway and how we needed to save them (??), and finally she introduced me to her imaginary friend "the Grumpy Old Troll" (not Michael, or Sally, or Jake as some children might name their imaginary friends) who apparently was grumpy because Kiki ate his or her birthday cake (???). I had to wonder if she was talking about me :-D.
Isn't imagination beautiful?!?! For me, Kiki's imagination is an endless source of wonder and amusement.
Of course, this same mind decided the greatest tragedy in her young life was the fact that her Mommy gave her a plain band aid instead of an Elmo band aide for her boo-boo (cue whining, tears, and the mean Mommy soundtrack) :-D!