Here are Lily and Grandpa Steve on the giant snow ball.
Goo being held by her Daddy.
Here's the reason Goo was held by her Daddy; if she wasn't being held, she wouldn't move. She was frozen. It was much like the kid in A Christmas Story where he can't put his arms down because of his big puffy coat. The combination of boots and giant puffy snow suit rendered Goo motionless.
Lily with her snowman... which apparently she tried to push over onto her sister at some point. Not maliciously... she just likes to wreck snowmen.
For some reason, Jim got out the old jumper for Grace, and she actually liked it. The first time we put her in it, we gave her some pretzels to munch and I think the jumper and the pretzels were cemented in her mind. So whenever we'd give her pretzels, she'd go to her jumper, and whenever she went to her jumper, it meant she wanted pretzels. Oh, and check out the mounds of Christmas loot. It took a solid week to get that all cleared out of our living room!
Grandma Lala, Lily, and Grandpa Steve doing an activity book with Lilypie.
Here is the story of Hazel. In the days leading up to Steve and Linda's visit, I kept calling our groomer to get Hazel an appointment. If her hair gets too long, it gets terribly matted, and it was getting to that point. But Steve and Linda arrived on a Tuesday, and I still hadn't been able to get Hazel to the Groomer, so I broke down and took her to the groomer at Petco on Wednesday. The reason I stopped taking her to Petco is because they've cut her twice and I'm not terribly impressed with their service. So guess what? An hour or two after I dropped Hazel off on Wednesday, I got a call from the groomer that he'd cut her and needed to take her to the vet. Sigh. So I met him at the vet and Hazel got stitched up, and we took her home. Well the next morning I went to look at her stitches, and that stinker dog had pulled them all out overnight! So back to the vet we went (btw, Petco paid for the vet bill, of course) and got more stitches. They gave her a cone to wear just in case, but they said that if we could just put a sweater on her, that might be preferable. So we dug out Peanut's old sweaters and made Hazel wear one, and she healed right up. So here's our poor pathetic Hazel, not only in her sweater, but also in the bandanna that our neighbors sent the Nuts for Christmas. Pathetic little dog.
Sweet sleeping Goo. Crazy hair, twisted up jammies... looks comfy!
Goo loves shoes. Here she is trying on Daddy's boots.
Lily has the bad habit of trying to jump into every picture we take, which can get really frustrating when you're trying desperately to get a child to smile or look the right way, and right when you do, in jumps a Lilypie. So she got a little scolding for trying to jump into the Goo and Boots picture, so I decided to take a picture of her fake pouty face. Awww... poor Lily!
5 comments:
Looks like you had great fun with Grandma Lala and Grandpa Steve. You had a lot of snow. We have had almost nil this year. They are even talking fire danger on the weather.
Lily has a world-class pout on in that picture!!!
I love Grace in the boots. I remember when her mama used to do that to Bruce's boots!!
Keep working on that pouty face, Lily. I bet you could get your lower lip out another quarter inch if you try! :P
I love Christmas Story Goo- at least she was warm!
On that last picture I thought you were going to say that Lily was jumping into a picture and hit the wall instead. That would be a good reason for the pouty face. I think pouting is another reason I shouldn't have kids :)
Ha! Hazel, Lily, and Grace all had great pathetic looks in that blog! All you were missing was Peanut and all of your children could have made the blog!
I miss the snow! It's been so warm here. We've been wearing short sleeves and feeling warm! Lily looks so much like you, esp. in the more recent pictures. :)
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