End of year Ballet Recitals

I finally got the information for Belle's last two ballet recitals.

June 2nd (Wednesday) 7:00pm at the Emmett Middle School
Cost is $3 to get in.

June 18th (Friday) 5:30pm at the Band Shell during Cherry Festival
Cost is free. I am not even 100% sure she will preform at this one. The note said they will dance according to time they have available. So, we shall see.

I really hope to see everyone there!

Delicious

I love flowers....

Tren and I bought these at a yardsale two years ago, when we moved into the house we are in in Emmett. We got, I believe, 2 cookie tin cans for $5 each. The lady was foreign and when I asked her what color the flowers would be she said "purrrrple". As you can see, they are white. Oh well, they are perdy and I love them.

Some day when we have acerage, I'm going to have my own 5 or 10 acres and just grow flowers of all kinds. Can't wait! You can come and walk through my flowers, if you'd like. I guarantee it will make you feel amazing!

Henry Hen Hen!!

Henry is a little over 6 months old now. He weighs in at 21 lbs. Rooster will be 3 in September and is a modest 13 lbs. I have the hardest time getting a picture of the two of them still and together. So, I took a picture with them just now. Yikes...

They were very excited to be in the house. Rooster looks a bit peeved that I'm holding Hen, too and not just her. (I look scary.)

I don't know how to capture the massive-ness of Henry. Here he is standing next to a 5 gallon bucket. Maybe that will help...

He is just huge. And he is only 6 months old!!

A while ago, we had Tren's mom and niece over for dinner. They were outside playing and Rooster and Henry were out and running around and jumping like usual. Blake is not used to this. Tren sprayed Henry with the hose and we made an awesome (sad) discovery. He. Hates. It. Hen disappeared for about 10 to 15 minutes and then I realized he was gone and panicked that he had somehow escaped. We called his name and he slowly came creeping around the corner of the house. Then he sat here:

Are you laughing? Because I am! He was so scared it was hysterical! I had to coax him out of the flower pot and over to me and he was still a bit on edge...

He is too cute and too huge and too everything! But! We love him. And we love Roosty too. She is my sweet girl.

Dammit Doll

For Mother's Day this year, Jesika wanted to do some crafting for her gifts. I'm always up for this. Jesika found what she wanted to do and sent me the link. I went to the Craft Warehouse and found some great "country" looking fabric. Then on Friday night, we had Karin come over to watch Belle, Peyton and Bailey at my house while we did our work and watched the baby. We didn't follow the instructions because we did not want to hand sew this entire thing. So. We started out with cutting out our body and then the first one we sewed right sides in and then turned it inside out. This looked like it was going to be one skinny doll. So, the next one, we sewed it with the right sides out. This was going to be a much fatter doll. Jesika stuffed the skinny one and I stuffed the fat one. It was hilarious watching them puff up. As we stuffed, Jesika's started looking more like a voo-doo doll and mine was just plump. I liked the healthy look and she liked the voo-doo look, so I used the plump one for Annie. (I had wanted to make one for Annie all along, but I loved the fabric so it was working out nicely that Jesika didn't like the fatty.) Then we cut another body out for her mother-in-law.

Here is my fatty pants:

I put a little set of spicy red lips on her... they crack me up!

Jesika made a cute belt and button necklace for hers.

I didn't know what to do for mine. So, I came up with a cape/shall thing for her. We tried different colors of material on her and couldn't decide on one so I made her a few different options.

Then into the cans they go!!

And for some reason, I don't have a picture of my dear sweet in her can.

Lastly, the poem that goes along with these Dammit Dolls:

When you want to climb the wall,

And stand right up and shout.

There's a little Dammit doll

You cannot do without.

Just grasp it firmly by the legs,

And find a place to slam it.

And as you whack the stuffing out

Yell Dammit, Dammit, Dammit!

If Dammit's not a word you say

Then twist its little neck

And grumble out repeatedly

Oh Heck, Oh Heck, Oh Heck!

And once you're done abusing it

Just sit it on the shelf.

But hug it first, as I'd hug you

If I were there myself.

(Sorry Annie that you will find out about this before you get your red lipped beauty. You werent supposed to have a computer until June, again.)