Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Monticello


While Grandma (Renae) was visiting, we were able to take a day trip to Charlottesville, VA to visit Thomas Jefferson's home. The house is very interesting on the inside, but definately not my decorating style. Sorry no pictures of the inside because photography was not permitted. I guess you will have to come visit us so you can see his decorating style for yourself.


Here is Emma throwing pennies on Thomas Jefferson's Grave. Grandma gave her pennies to throw as it looked to be the tradition. As we walked away my wise husband helped me put two and two together. We should have been throwing nickles being as Jefferson is the President that is located on the nickle.

Look I am almost as big as the 200year old trees here at Monticello.

Emma's Style

I will start off by saying that it was a 95 degree day when she chose to wear her rain boots. The pants are capri and the shirt is getting a bit small (not her style I guess just her mother being lazy). Then to top it all off are the retro sun glasses and the suit case.

Pajamas are the majority of accessories in this look (Thanks to her once again mom). The gloves she found in a box of old clothes and I guess thought they would be good for the 90 degree weather. The necklaces were randomly picked, but oh how they complete the outfit.

One thing that seems to be a running theme in each outfit are the sunglasses. Maybe this is were she gets her passion for creative style.

I would call this her shy schoolgirl look. The glasses once again but today they are a bit crooked if you look closely. She is also wearing the retro shorts to match the glasses. The backpack worn around the neck makes a statement that no one will tell her how accessories are to be worn. Then we have the lunch sack to finish off the look.

There is a definate lack of accessories in her look here, but she is able to work the camera with nothing but her natural talent and her retro sunglasses.

Fathers Day



Fathers Day was low key as we attended our new ward and then layed around the rest of the day. Emma gave Kyle a Black and Decker tool kit. We were not in the house 5 minutes and Kyle had to see his present. Kyle always has to know what his gifts are. In fact, one year, when we were dating, I hid Kyle's birthday present in my brother's closet but that did not stop him from finding it and ruining his surprise. So this year I put the tool kit right under our bed and for the first time I think he was surprised.


Picture's not that great, but I love her smile.

Big Sister Class


Back in June we took Emma to a new siblings class offered at the hospital. They watched a crazy movie in which none of the kids were interested, had snack and a story, and then practiced taking care of the babies. At the end they toured labor and delivery and got a certificate. It was a good 45minutes.

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Baby Lu Lu Update

A little update on baby Lu Lu, she will be arriving some time around the 15th of August. The placenta has moved just enough to allow for a vaginal delivery. So Lu Lu will be baking for about 5 more weeks(I hope no longer). The heat and humidity are killing me but besides that the baby and I are doing great.

Thursday, July 3, 2008

Rolling Thunder

Rolling Thunder has nothing to do with with an occurrence in the weather. Rolling Thunder is made up of thousands of Veterans that ride their motorcycles (a Harley hopefully) in a Parade from the Pentagon to the Capitol Building. Rolling Thunder is just a small part of a 3 week long statement these Veterans are trying to send to Americans and Our Government that we need to find the Servicemen that have been left behind in Vietnam. The Veterans start in California and ride to D.C. in what is known as Run for the Wall.


My Father and Mother at the start of Rolling Thunder in 1995. My Father was a Vietnam Veteran. He started going on the Run for the Wall in 1994 and went for 3 years.

This is a picture of the first bikes to go by at this years Rolling Thunder.

This man rides in the parade each year to show how the prisoners of war may live.