Photostory Friday: Itsy Bitsy Spider
The Turtle
On his way home Saturday afternoon, Doug came across a turtle in the road and brought it home, knowing the girls would get a kick out of it.
Taylor was interested for, like, a minute, then went to do her own thing. Emma, on the other hand, was in love.
At first they were a little hesitant.
Then Taylor decided that she was going to check things out.
Taylor lost interest, but with a little coaxing, Emma thought it would be ok to touch him (or her…we weren’t sure and we weren’t going to check).
What was Taylor doing all this time, you ask? Playing in the grass.
Finally, Emma worked up her courage to hold the turtle.
Not long after that, it was time for Mr. (Miss?) Turtle to go home. Emma was a little sad, but we explained to her that the turtle missed his family and wanted to go home. She understood this and was ok if daddy took the turtle back to his home. Doug took Emma with him so she was able to see where the turtle “lived”. That was really sweet of him.
So Emma talked about “her turtle” all day. Taylor must have liked him, too, because every time she sees pictures of it she gets really happy and laughs her “Spongebob laugh”.
It’s experiences like this I hope they remember. I know I will. It was priceless.
Photo Hunter: Bright
Miss K and her bright, beautiful smile.
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Photostory Friday: Soaked

We are getting some warm weather here in Michigan after a cooler than normal week. The kids wanted to go swimming, but we’re saving that for the weekend when we have more time. So we decided to get out the ol’ hose and the Slip n Slide instead.
This is what Taylor thought of getting sprayed by daddy:
It doesn’t look like it, but she did like it. Once Doug stopped spraying her she got all excited and danced around. Maybe she was just happy that she wasn’t getting sprayed anymore.
Scared Witless
More like scared sh**less, but this is a family blog.
Yesterday afternoon, I was locked out of my house, and my girls were inside…alone.
I had just run outside to get the mail and to bring my garbage can up from the road. I was only outside about 3 or 4 minutes. Mail in hand, I walked up the deck to the door, turned the knob, and nothing. Locked.
My mind and heart started racing. Emma was asleep on the couch, but Taylor was up and about and I knew she’d head for the bathroom to play in the toilet as soon as she noticed the lack of supervision.
I had no idea what to do. I wasn’t about to crawl in a window…the only two I had open have flower boxes in front of them and I wasn’t about to go searching for a screwdriver to remove one of them. I didn’t have my phone on me. I knew that Aaron was not going to be home for another hour and a half…he had his house key…(hmm…maybe he locked the door so he could use his key…).
I decided I was going to need Emma’s help. So I went to the window and woke her up. I told her to go unlock the door, but she couldn’t quite get it.
My next hope was that maybe I hadn’t hung up my keys when I came home last. If they were on the kitchen counter, Emma could reach them.
I told her to get my keys on the counter.
Then I prayed.
Luck was on my side, because she came charging into the living room about 30 seconds later, my keys in hand.
This is when I had a second stroke of luck. the screen in that window had been partially knocked out a couple of weeks ago, so Emma was able to hand the keys to me and I was able to get inside.
The whole scene lasted about 5 minutes, but I tell ya, it seemed much longer.
And now I have a couple of people to acknowledge.
Emma- Baby girl, you are mommy’s life saver. Thanks darling!
Taylor- Thank you for not going into the bathroom and playing in the toilet thus soaking everything in sight . You made my day!
Doug- Thank you for not fixing that blasted screen even though I’ve asked you to a dozen or so times.
Aaron- I’m not sure if it was you or not, but if you are going to lock the door when you leave to go somewhere, please make sure you tell me. Thanks so much!
Last but not least, I have to give props to my self, for staying cool in a yucky situation. That’s usually not my M.O., so I am impressed with myself for keeping a level head.
All I have to say now is: WHEW!
Project 365: The Rebirth
The loss of my internet a couple of months ago put an end to my first attempt at a daily photoblog.
About a week ago, I started over again.
Fortunately, I was only about 12 or 13 days into my last attempt, so it wasn’t a complete failure.
This “Project 365″ has a whole new look; WordPress has a new template specifically for photoblogs…the template actually take on the color of your photos! It’s pretty cool.
So, please, for me, check out my photoblog Say Cheese or Else, and let me know what you think!

















