I Think It's a Crawling Baby

...and a laughing grandmother. Honestly, I could not stop laughing. Miss Emery is on the move!

Ah Spring

Spring in Tyler is just luscious. That's the only word for it. Blue skies, fresh breezes, beautiful flowers. Our lot has several dogwoods. I love them so much. I think there is Christian symbolism attached to the shape of the flowers (the cross), but mainly they remind ME of the beauty of creation. Magnificent.

These barberries are in our front flowerbed. They are prickly, stickery, sharp - you don't want to touch them kind of bushes. But they're still beautiful and my picture doesn't do justice to the delicate dew drops all OVER them!


Tyler is known for azaleas, but they are kind of pitiful this year because of the cold winter we had. These brave ones came out on a side of the house that is a little more protected.


Then there's this. The Green Dust. This is the table on our porch. I dusted it a few hours before I took this picture. But it only lasts for a little while. I have to remind myself of this fact every spring.

Oh yes, and THIS happened last night. Mailboxes are not supposed to be laying on the ground.

We followed the tire tracks up the street and found this....

And called him.

The police officer tracked down the owner and it turned out that their teenage son (no surprise) was responsible. They were very apologetic and are going to have it repaired or rebuilt.



Then there's this.... we are selling our house. We need to downsize, so here goes.

It's a beautiful house, but it's time to move on. By the way, that's Greg... he's just gotten off the phone with the mother of the teenager. Poor woman.

Head Butts = Kisses

The Whole Weekend Was A Blur

Last weekend was pretty special. We celebrated Matt's birthday and the Kirksey's came to Tyler too. So here are a few highlights.

Emery is turning into a wiggly little girl - here she is trying to sit up. She either wants to sit up, stand up, roll over or grab something. It's pretty cute.

Speaking of blurs - here's Camryn doing her thing - being very busy.

Still - for a few seconds (and flash adjusted).

Two sweet girls, ready for church.

Oh - little girls in cute pink dresses, aah.

Speaking of cute dresses - here's another one. What's a little drool between friends?
"Ah Grasshopper - listen to your wise OK".

After church on Sunday, we celebrated Matt's birthday. Let's just say it starts with a 3 and ends with an 0. Anyway Beth created a fiesta brunch! Right there in Flint. We had Mexican Breakfast Casserole, fruit salad, guacamole (so delicious), black refried beans, and...

.......cake balls. Very delicious.

Beth collected pictures from Matt's mom, Martha and displayed them (fiesta style) on her dining room wall. I especially like the one of him with a paper bag on his head. But they were all cute.

And yes, it was SNOWING outside. In fact it snowed all day. It wasn't very "fiestaish".

It takes a village to get a baby in a highchair and adjust the straps.

Happy Birthday Matt!!

Someone extra special was here to celebrate with him this year.

On Monday morning Beth came over to say goodbye. Here are Emery and Camryn giving goodbye hugs and kisses. I'll post a video of this soon. They are so cute.

Smile girls! And yes I cut Greg's head off, but he was smiling too.

Emery thinks Uncle Tyson is pretty special.

Giddyup

Here's a video from Camryn's birthday with the big pony, Greg(OK) and Tim (Grandad).

Our Little Flint Farmer

Emery visited last week. She loves her farm exersaucer.

Isn't That A Coincidence?

These are some thank you cards that I got from my my daughters. The top one is from Sarah, thanking us for Camryn's birthday gifts. The bottom one is from Beth thanking us for Emery's bedding, etc. ANYWAY, notice any similarities? I think my girls sometimes think alike!!!

I appreciate any thank you. Facebook is okay. E-mail is okay. A phone call - fine. You don't even have to say thank you!! I'm pretty sure any gift is appreciated. But a hand-written thank you from your precious daughter, baby girl , loved one is priceless.