Marleyisms
Here in the south, your first snowball is pretty much one of those milestones that must be recorded. It is a big event in which you must be stripped down to your diaper (you MUST still be in diapers), sit out on the front porch with a rainbow snowball (it MUST be rainbow, and don't you call it a snowcone!) and be set free with a spoon, a straw, and waaaayyy too many colors of food coloring combined with an illegal about of syrupy sugar and ice - all while your mother documents all of the sticky sweetness with that giant camera that is constantly in your face. Oh. No? That's just in my world? Well who could resist a half naked baby in full bliss and amazement that, what? the whole thing? you are just giving me the whole thing? and - whoa! that is delish! Mmmm and you aren't even gonna stop me when I... pour it on my face? Oooo check out this purpley red syrup drip on my belly! Ooo! right in the button! that is sticky! and cold! Dang! You are the most AWESOME MOM EVER! you want to take my picture, whatever, I didn't even notice you sitting there! Anywho here is my baby in all her sticky sweet goodness.
And we're back...
We had a wonderful holiday weekend for the Fourth of July holiday spent lounging with some of our favorite people and eating way too much of our favorite foods!
We started our weekend hanging out by the pool with Uncle Wes, Aunt Heidi, (or Nanny and Parran, depending on which child is speaking) and the girls' best cousin Brody. Marley, who used to be terrified of the "big pool" has now taken to it like a fish to water. (Pun intended)
Kenzie on the other hand was not feeling so aquatically inclined. Okay, every time I look at this pic I crack up.