Well, maybe not nine, but I know it has at least two. And it's on its second for sure.
I left the poor thing out in the rain on Saturday and I thought without a doubt that I needed to go ahead and pick out the pearls it was going to wear for its memorial service. But just when I considered it good as gone, it surprised me and made it through.
On Saturday my parents, two sisters, and their families came over for a little swimming and grilling. After they all left, we brought everything inside...or so we thought. My camera, which was thankfully still in its case, was left outside on the bench. Shortly after we came in, the storm of all storms decided to roll in - we're talking lightening, crazy wind, torrential downpour and even hail.
After the storm passed, I realized the camera was left outside and M to the Izz-A ran after it. I really thought that this blog o' mine was going to have to take somewhat of an artistic turn - no more photos, just beautifully drawn sketches of my family's happenings. Beautiful drawn sketches meaning something involving crayons and stick figures, similar to that often seen in your finer
Yeah, that's Mountain Dew you see there on the dock - It's the champagne of the south, ya know.
This girl played so hard that she fell asleep early holding Braelyn, one of the twin girls of our friends, Kristi and Chad.
Sunday was our baby dedication service at church. Hamp was one of the six babies in our church that were born over the past five months; however, he is the only boy! Look out ladies!
It was a beautiful service. We're so thankful to have a pastor and church family that's dedicated to praying for our children and helping us raise them in the way of the Lord.
After church and lunch, Kate and her cousins hit up the ice cream truck.
And after hearing how much the prices of ice cream (off of an easily questionable ice cream truck) have gone up since I was a child, I have no doubt that we, in one stop, paid off that lady's mortgage.