I'm sitting at Panera with my mother, in the midst of outdated music, sticky tables and a ton of people wearing chacos. (Downtown is the place to go is you're searching for chaco wearing peeps apparently. No  that I'm searching for chaco wearing peeps, but if I was, then I know where to go.) 

I'm posting, she's planning school and we're both inhaling the wonderful smell of freshly baked bread...and waiting for sister-dear to get done with play practice. (My soon-to-be-star of a sister is currently in a production of Les Miserables.)

I have been desperately trying my hardest to post recent pictures of a gorgeous little girl girl I've taken, but unfortunately our growing-old computer isn't letting me. I have shed tears over this situation because I get frustrated easily and  I'm selfish and ridiculous and I want to post my pictures! 

So instead of posting pictures from my amazing camera, all edited and made beautiful, I'll post a few pictures of me and the gorgeous baby girl from my Kindle, which takes pictures that are tolerable. (For now.)







We're adorable, I know. :)

Now on to a few completely unrelated subjects...

Graham crackers: I ate one today at "little kid snack time" and I realized something: I didn't eat enough Graham crackers as a child and I feel like I missed  out on a huge part of being a kid. They are delicious, and I'll definitely be eating more Graham crackers from now on.

My dad and brothers are acting like kids on Christmas eve. Why? Tomorrow is HAWK trapping day, that's why. They have waited for months and months for this day. They have been tracking specific hawks and planning every detail of their adventure, and hopefully, Lord willing, they will come home with 3 hawks. Once they have their hawks, then the training will begin. Daddy is sure they'll catch plenty of squirrels and rabbits this season, and he told me that I have to find recipes so that I can cook their spoil. As long as I don't have to do any of the skinning/butchering, I'm fine.

The twins dressed Blessing up this morning in a little "Pioneer girl" outfit, bonnet, pinafore and all! They took her outside in our long needs-to-be-mowed grass to take pictures of her to enter in the fair.  It's almost County Fair time around here, so all of our little kids are building Lego creations, sewing quilts, drawing pictures, making crafts, building tables...they're excited about the possibility of winning a few dollars.

**edit: let's all pretend this post was posted on Tuesday, when it was mostly written. Today is Thursday, and I'm just a lil lazy and didn't finish it till now.**

Signing out to go tackle the sink full of dishes. Have an amazing weekend everybody! :)

"The Lord your God who goes before you will himself fight for you..." Deuteronomy 1:30 


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Anonymous said…
fun! how did the jamboree go? (my phone is broken) :(

cilla
August 20, 2013 at 6:50 PM
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