Getting so big. Starting to sit on her own.
My princess
At the neighbor's on Memorial Day. Loving the Slip-n-Slide.
Noah making his move.
Maia and Gabby getting ready to make swinging start.
Grandma reading Addie a story during our whorlwind weekend.
Getting ready for the dance recital.
All pretty with her make-up. Daddy didn't like it one bit.
Izzy dances for Nebraska Dance Studio
Izzy danced to Wheels on the Bus and here the babies on the bus are crying.
Izzy's dance teacher, Miss Jilian.
Crazy hair on the swing.
Getting ready to eat dinner on the deck.
The girls before their Baptism ceremony.
Izzy kept wiping off the Holy Water.
Monday was a great day off for me and the girls. We played with the neighbors outside on the slip and slide and enjoyed the weather. Izzy even fell asleep on the couch and slept right through dinner. I felt bad she didn't eat. But, poor Mark went to Kearney to visit his grandma in the hospital. She had a hemorragic stroke a few days prior and they didn't think she was going to make it. Well, by the end of the week she was being moved out of the hospital and into a nursing home.
Tuesday was Izzy's dress rehersal for her dance class. I had to work because they had it at 3:15 in the afternoon so Mark took her. I texted him and he was just beside himself at the outfits the girls were wearing and all the make up on their faces. I had to explain that they needed the make up for lighting. He didn't seem to care. Tuesday I also took Addie for her 6 month check up. She weighed 17' 14" and was 27.25 inches long. She is in the 93% for her heighth.
Wednesday night I went to Hector's with my friends, Ashley and Sarah...yes, Ashley is still here. She goes back to Austrailia in two days. We are going to miss her. She is commiting to at least two more years. But, even then, if she moved back she said she wouldn't move back to Nebraska. Yes, Nebraska, we have lost her forever.
I got to hear another Izzy-ism this week. We were talking about naughty words and she asked if poopy was a dirty word. I said, " Well Izzy that is a hard one. It is a word we only use in the bathroom. We don't go around saying poopy all the time." She said, "Then I want to go to the bathroom." She had to say the word so bad she wanted to go to the bathroom immediately.
This weekend was a busy weekend. Grandparents came into town to watch Izzy dance in her recital and then support the girls in their baptism. Both went well. Izzy watched the audience watch her and moved just a little bit. Then at the baptism she kept trying to wipe off the Holy water. Oh, Izzy, what am I going to do with you? Love ya.
Hope everyone is doing well.
Talk soon,
Ariann
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