The girls and their "friends" enjoying afternoon pasta and tea.
More friends making themselves at home in my closet.
And in the bathroom.
And in the backyard.
Guess those trucks come in handy after all!
What my trash looks like after a trip to the grocery store.
Ditching the bulky boxes and tidying up my pantry always puts me in an instant good mood.
Girls headbands were driving me nuts so I moved them to a new location.
The new house stuff is completely taking over my current house.
Every where you look there are plans and brochures and sketches and samples.
I need an office! So I'm designing one. Hence the mess that is making me feel the need for an office.
My boy is up to his usual tricks pulling everything out of my cupboards.
Bowls are always a hit.
Moving the pillows all on one couch never gets old.
And pausing only briefly for a favorite part of Toy Story 3.
But I'm not completely overlooking Fall. Picked these up at the grocery store yesterday.
The mini white pumpkins are my favorite!
I'm going to use them for my hutch like I did last year.
Kenny bought me the new iphone 5. I've never had an iphone before. I got this phone and started a Facebook page for my blog all in the same week. I feel so... 2012. :)
I'm sure it's amazing but I haven't had two seconds to play around with it.
Kenny asked me how I like my new phone last night and I said "I love my new ringer!" He said - "I buy you the iphone 5 and your favorite part is the ringer?"
But it's the song Call me Maybe!
"Hey I just met you... and this is crazy, but here's my number... so call me maybe...."
Perfect ringer, right!?
Kole loves my ringer too. Whenever the phone rings we both get so excited and start to dance.
But then I answer the phone and the music stops and the party's over and mom's occupied and Kole is NOT happy. So we turn the song on my ipod after my call and dance some more. I'm tempted to give all of you my cell phone number so Kole and I can dance the day away.
But for some reason I don't think Kenny would be as amused as Kole and I would be.
The girls currently have secret "pass codes" on their bedroom doors. You have to place one hand on the hand drawing and type the code in with your other hand to enter their rooms.
Not just anyone can enter and I had to block out the code to post these pictures.
It's top secret.
I'd share it with you but then I'd have to kill you.
Love my girls. They're always good entertainment. :)
Kenny took these before church one Sunday. He said "smile" and the girls both popped their knee up in an identical pose almost as if it had been rehearsed. I swear they share a brain.
Let's hope it's their daddy's.