Country Life

We are sitting here at our place in the country. Just me, the girls, and Greg. You would think that we would be out enjoying nature, but it's in the 90's so we are inside instead. After checking out the pictures that I took I decided to surf the internet. I read Regina's blog and decided that maybe I should update my blog...it's only been a year.

Anyway, I thought I would put a couple pictures up. I'm really excited about this photography thing. Greg is really being supportive and excited about it...that is really nice for me. Almost everyone is being supportive....

Anyway...it's great being here with the girls.

The things kids do

Those girls are crazy. Emma was standing on one side of the rocking horse and Sarah was standing on the other when it happened. I think Emma rocked on Sarah's toes...I'm not sure though. Anyway, Sarah started screaming then she reared back and punched Emma in the chest. Sarah came running over to me crying. Emma came over crying - then they got into an argument over whose Mommy I was. I held both of them for a few minutes then Sarah leaned over and said, "Sorry Emma". Then she puckered up for a kiss. Sometimes they drive me nuts...sometimes they are so sweet that they break my heart.

Welch's Funeral --- 83 Years Old

This was a trying day. The mother-in-law insisted that we take the girls to the funeral. Fortunately, Leslie and Stefan agreed to watch the girls at the trailer during the actual funeral. It worked out well. The church was packed and it was hot. Stefan and Leslie would have been complaining if they had to go there too. It was a nice service though...Especially when all the grand-children and great-grandchildren went up to the front to sing. Uncle Welch led a full life and he's now with his beloved Dot again. Thank the Lord, the graveside service was short. It had to be at least 98 degrees out there. They folded the flag and played Taps then it was over.

After retrieving all the kids from the trailer, we went to Uncle Welch's house to eat. This was definitely not the same kind of atmosphere that prevailed when Aunt Dot died. Sylvia was barely in the house before she packed her car up, took things off the wall and out of the house, and left going home. She didn't even wait until after the meal. It was just a very stressful feeling..very unsettled. I think that changes are coming for that family. I was very glad that Carolyn was ready to leave when she did. Especially with the girls acting the way that they were.