TIMBERRRR!

You might remember we had a huge limb fall on our deck last summer, and Jay and I have been debating whether or not to have the tree cut down. This past week while working in the yard I noticed a hole at the base of the tree, and I could see the inside was rotting. I told Jay that we needed it to come down asap. He talked to our neighbor who is a contractor, and Sunday morning three men showed up and began working. It was a cool process to watch. When the main part of the tree fell it shook the entire house and left a 1' impression in our yard. Anyway, sure enough..once the limbs were chopped up and the tree on the ground you could see that it was so rotten and hollow throughout it that it was only a matter of time before it fell...and completely crushed half our house. So, Monday night we had winds pushing 60mph and tornado alerts, and I saw throughout the neighborhood and surrounding area tons of trees downed. Whew.

Anyway, now we have an abundance of white oak firewood. It is enough to last us several years:)

Yeah. The Dinosaur Song.

Barney is not a fun show to watch. It is actually kind of painful. But Solon loves it. And I have to admit when he sings the theme song to me I can't help but smile. I took a little video..usually he runs up and hugs & kisses you during the end of the song..but he was a little camera shy today.

Kicking The Ball

Random Pics

My computer has been in the shop for the past two weeks, so I have been getting texts from certain people saying they needed a few pics of Muff:)

That Is A Lot Of Leaves

With all the nice weather we have had recently, I have spent a lot of my afternoons during the week raking. Total bag count-35! The yard looked so great...until this past Sunday. I will post pics of the major undertaking later today.

To The Moon Muffin!

Muffin has lots of things he likes to do when he gets out of the bath. It is like the water gives him this burst of energy, and he runs around like he is juiced up on a case of Red Bull. So, his favorite game now is rocketship/boat/racecar. He gathers up all the pillows on our bed and stacks them high. Puts his cape on and Jay sits him on top of it all. Then Jay has to grab him and the 'vehicle' and shake him about...then drop him so the pillows explode all around him. It is extremely hard to dial him back down from this stuff and actually get him to sit down and read a few books before hitting the hay. But he is so cute and funny that you just want to do it over and over.

Ripple In The Force

My sisters mean the world to me. Nobody in my life outside of Jay can make me cry or laugh quicker than they can, and the reason why is because I love them all so incredibly much. It goes without saying that I am a very sensitive person, and I think my sisters would agree and say that is a huge understatement. Yesterday, there was a slight miscommunication via text amongst me, Sally & Janie, and I got really upset. I had tears flowing, and all day I was out of sorts. I can't rest emotionally for a moment if I think there is a hint of dischord amongst us. I spoke with Janie on the phone briefly yesterday evening and still didn't feel quite right. Then I went to sleep and had one of those dreams that is so real that it lingers with you for hours afterwards. My dad was sitting in a chair, and I was kneeling beside him. He told me that he was leaving, and I was crying telling him I loved him so much. I was crying so hard in my dream that I am convinced if I woke up I would have had actual tears running down my face. So, he left..and then my dream skipped foward to me, Sally & Janie standing in a store of some sorts. We were talking to a lady, and I think we were buying flowers. Anyway, there was a change in the air, and she said that is your Dad. She said he was at the glass door. At this point in my dream, I knew my dad was gone...and she told us that he had his face pressed against the glass and was looking at us three. There were two things my dad couldn't stand in his life. To see one of his girls cry, or us not getting along. He would say "You are too pretty to cry." And he would say "Be sweet to your sister(s)." I know my subconcious probably was playing out what I needed on some level, but I also know that my dad was talking to me. When I woke up this morning and finisehd with class, the first thing I did was write to Sally & Janie. I told them about my dream in a text and told them I loved them and was convinced Daddy was telling me in my dreams for all of us to be happy. I am very lucky to have all my sisters, and I know Daddy is watching us and making sure we are okay.