Happy Birthday Baby Girl

May 31, 2007


May 31, 2008


May 31, 2009

Memorial day concert

After a perfect, bug-free day, we hit the first concert of the season at the Como Pavillion with  Z and family. The show was advertised as Easy Listening, but it so wasn't. Think Celine Dion singing Kum Ba Ya, backed by a bunch of guys who didn't make the cut for the local church band. The "music" got thumbs up from the kids, not so much from mom and dad. Oh how we suffer for our children.




Rockin' out to some gospel.


Millie being polite.


Getting two toddlers to look at the camera at the same time is like teaching a gold fish to sit. Not possible.




Seemed as a good a time as any for some light yoga.


Aaawww. I heart my family.

A glorious Memorial Day weekend. And the best part? It's only Sunday!

I'm ready

Happy Birthday Mother's Day!

Sleeping in until 9:30 a.m.: $335,000
Hearing, "Happy Birthday Mother's Day!" from my well-practiced two year old: $1,000,000
Shopping alone, while carrying a purse instead of a diaper bag: $208,003
Tony doing all the dishes: $512,000
Millie grooving on her first Kurt Jorgensen show: $400,065
Lots of hugs and kisses from my baby girl: $1,500,000

Being Millie's Mom: Priceless

Some pics from today:

Millie's first introduction to video game.


Anything can become a jungle gym when you are two.


Front row seats.




Millie enjoying her Mother's Day Pucake.


It doesn't get any better than this.

Old Friends

I love it when old friends come to visit. This weekend Tony's high school buddies John and Scott came to town, along with Scott's wife Tamara. It was so nice to see them, and to finally meet Tamara. John took some photos of Millie, who as usual was the center of attention. That is, when John Munson wasn't stealing the spotlight.

Weeeee!

A new favorite passtime. It's called, "I think I'll lock myself in the bathroom and give Mom a heart attack." Fun times.

Millie behaving herself at breakfast.

I dunno!

This is what happens when Daddy dresses me.

Ah yes, the addition of the fuzzy jacket really nailed the look.

Java Twain

Remember when it was spring for about eight hours two weeks ago? On that one glorious day, we wore short sleeves, blew bubbles on the porch and went to Java Twain for ice cweam.