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Emeth

All by our Two-sies

A few weeks ago I promised Theia I would take her on a special outing, just the two of us, as a reward for a scholastic achievement. Wow, I have never seen Theia so motivated. Every day there afterward she begged me to work with her on her school assignments so she could earn her "ow-ting" (as she so distinctly pronounces it) faster.

The day finally came, and she was giddy with excitement. We started with a trip to Target where I told her she could choose three things from the $1 section.

Theia is my little shopper. She was very excited with all the possibilities. Yeah, I was dorky enough to take out my big camera at Target. If Theia were a few years older, she probably would have been embarrassed.

She chose to get three neon light-up squishy things (I don't know what else to call them), one for herself and each of her sisters. Needless to say, I changed the limit from three to five after that magnanimous gesture.

Then we headed to one of our favorite waterside parks for some fun with one of her other choices, the butterfly shaped bubble wand.

We used water right out of the canal to make our bubble solution.

She was proud to be sporting the necklace she had made the night before.

After she tired of the bubbles (and the paparazzi), we took a little walk down Coffeepot Blvd. 

It is one of the pleasantest walks around.

And she is the pleasantest five year old around.

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We took a surprise detour on the way home that brought us here:

So many choices

After deliberating for quite awhile

She finally chose Orange Pineapple

She pronounced it to be very good

I don't know who enjoyed this outing more, Theia or Mama. Jessie and I decided that we need to take turns doing this on a regular basis. Having four children all close together has it's share of wonderful, but it is easy to fall into a herd style of parenting sometimes. It was so nice to just focus in on the individuality of my oldest with no other distractions for a few hours.

I can't wait for my next kiddo date!

first family (of six) pix

It seems to always take so many of these: ~~~~~ ~~~~~

To get to this:

And then there's always that one that would have been so perfect,

except that the newborn looks like he's in danger of being dropped,

and seems to be wearing pants designed for a 90 yr old.

And if you're really, really lucky,

you might even have a second choice to pick from!

(we opted to use the one where Ingrid is NOT sucking her finger

for our birth announcement/new address cards)

Halloween 2010 - The Farmer's Daughters

This year the girls dressed up as farmer's daughters for Halloween.

I don't think we'll be winning any contests, like we did last year, but I shore do think they made the cutest little bunch of freckle-faced rednecks I ever did see.

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Being a farm girl is such hard work

There are crops

to be gathered

fields to be mowed

fences to be climbed

the farmhouse to tend

trees to be pruned

and, of course,

our down-home,

sweet and wholesome,

corn-cakes and apple pie,

aw shucks good looks

to be maintained.