Don’t Call It Comeback, We’ve Been Here For Years

Woohoo!  We’re back in our groove.  We had a “Whoever’s Around” get together Friday.  It just starts the weekend out right.  Sof has been asking every day, “Livy Kaitlyn morrow?”.  She was oh so happy to see them.  You’d think we hadn’t seen each other for years the way we carried on!   

 

Baby, meet Baby.  Hi Baby, nice to meet you!

                

A math problem:  If you have one bottle of wine, and two glasses, how much does each person drink?  A:  Can’t remember but all three were empty by the end.

 

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We cooked.  Kinda, Jell-O, not sure that really qualifies as “cooking”.  It’s a good lesson in matter though, and watching those tiny red crystals swirl around and dissolve is just cool. 

 

 

We went on a little adventure to find the perfect stick for a project later on in the week.  A Valentine project to be exact.  I’m gettin’ all crazy about love and hearts and red.  I love this holiday dedicated to love.  Warning: Future posts may have you wanting to vomit candy hearts.

                    

                   

       

Scratches followed us everywhere we went because her and Sof are buds now.  Although Sof has officially changed the poor cat’s name to “Baby Scratchy”.  How degrading.

   

Oh yeah, and Baby Scratchy is learning to hoola hoop.  She loves it.

It was so nice out today the spring fever was a ragin’!  The sun combined with the fact that I had my carpet cleaned last week brought me back to “awwww, grab the camera”.

                  

                  

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Super bowl brought more opportunity to see friends.  I almost texted someone to find out if there was a color scheme I should be wearing.  That’s how much we follow sports at our house.  I was looking forward to seeing Madonna.  Not impressed.  If she wasn’t wearing those amazing boots that had her slipping all over, she could have hit her dance moves. 

 

Look at this homemade play board.  Papa Harv put it together.  Genius!  Don’t tell him though, it’ll go to his head.

       

There were grown ups there too!

 

We were at Ellen and Andy’s house.  All the baby sister’s are grown up and hosting parties now.  When did Ellen become a grown up wife and mom?  She was 15 when Mark and I married!!

Great party Ellen, so proud of you.  You rock the mom thing:)

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We’re back, and it’s gonna be this way for awhile.  This week is packed and we’re ready!  Parties, dance shows, family coming, and some Valentine crazy.  Oh oh, sometimes, I get a good feelin’ yeah…