Happy Anniversary Carol & George

Steve and I celebrated our 12th Wedding Anniversary in June. We feel quite proud of this accomplishment and realize how much work it has taken to get to where we are.

Twelve years seems like just a drop in the bucket when compared to Steve's parents. Today is their Anniversary. I was doing the math and I THINK I have it right when I say it's their 43rd Anniversary!! This is amazing to me, especially in today's world when you see all around us young people calling it quits (or not marrying at all!). I hope you have beautiful day full of love and wonderful memories of all the years you've been by each others side.

Griffin is at that age where he's obsessed with his hair. He never wants to get it cut and so it's a struggle to give him agency and yet still have him look respectable. We could stand it no longer and decided yesterday was the day for haircuts!! The plan was to have Griffin and Owen get their hair cut. Owen wasn't too thrilled about it either, but this week is election week, so we felt like he should look like a polished politician. When we got to the salon, Kaylee and McKay piped up that they wanted a haircut. I was just getting excited that their hair was growing back from the last cut they had. After a few tears, we agreed. (I didn't say who's tears...)

Steve asked a very good question... Why is it that our boys who NEED haircuts don't want one and our girls who DON'T need them must have one???

This is our lunar moth that the kids hatched from a "worm" stage. They found this large green larvae crawling on the door outside and brought it inside to play with. They had it in a large black tophat and after ignoring it for a few hours, when we went back to look, it had started forming a cocoon. The kids put a book on top of the hat so when it hatched it wouldn't fly out. They religiously checked it every day... at first. Then we all forgot about it on the shelf in the playroom. Then the other day, Owen started hollerin and came running with the hat. It appeared the moth had just hatched. I found it amazing that after all that time of not checking, the one time Owen remembered to look was Perfect timing.

I made a promise to "someone" who came to visit that I wouldn't post a priceless picture of him. I can't resist though. I figure it's okay if I don't identify him. This picture was "him" being a great sport when the girls wanted to dress "him" up. We enjoyed our visit and thanks for everything!!