The Rest of February

My willing, but not necessarily cooperative model.

 From my front porch looking in.

 Uncle Sherman and his little buddy.

 Sunset while out walking.

Life doesn't get much better than this....outside.....riding high.....chewing on a stick.

The girls blew up a rubber glove, tied a knot in the end, wrapped it in a wash cloth, and called it their baby.

 And a girl must talk on the phone ya know.

 

 

 "oh..your baby is so cute"

 

 This was a gorgeous sunset on the way out to Colorado.  Troy, and the boys and I got to go snowboarding for a couple of days. Troy had gotten some free tickets from a customer out there, and we got to stay in their house for free.  The girls stayed with their biggest brothers and sisters.

 The little town/resort at the bottom of the mountain. This was Beaver Creek.  The next day we went to Copper Mountain, and the last day we went to Cooper.  

One of the ski lifts.

 Most likely discussing the vast and interesting diversity of humanity milling below.

 This is what our hub caps looked like when we got home.  It was so cool.

 Uncle Harrison and Bubba.

 He was fascinated with the yard stick, but didn't really quite know how to manage it.

 He would shut his eyes every time he picked it up, I think he was just waiting for it to whack him in the head.

 Can you tell there is someone in our family expecting a baby?  This is the first time they've done this.

Uncle Sherman was letting him play his keyboard with him.  I wish you could see Brentley's face!  He is making the same face as Sherm.

 This is SO MUCH FUN!

 An intense duet?  Maybe some day.

 Then I find random things like this around my house on a regular basis.  Not a doubt in my mind which one did this. Wren.

 These should be up with the other pictures of the walk, but it loaded them funny, and I don't want to take the time to move them.......so......here they are.

Playing her guitar by the fire.  She handed Iley a stick and ordered her to roast marshmallows.  Then Wren would carefully pull the "marshmallows" off between her thumb and first finger and hand them to us. 

I walk into the computer room and wonder why Iley is playing with Shermans bag.....

 Iley is signing "my turn" to get in.

 Wren efficiently zipped her in..............

 .........and hauled her off.

Wren's 8th Birthday Party at Home

We had Wren's party at home with just our family this year.  The first guests to arrive were Big brother Ash and sis Ella....and the wee one that is over half way here :)  and we finally are starting to believe that maybe there really is something in her tummy ;)

 Next to arrive was this handsome trio....Big brother Thatcher, sis Kyndahl and Brentley.

 For lunch we had grilled BBQ chicken legs and thighs.  She LOVES chicken on the bone!  She makes a grand and glorious mess of it!  Sliced potatoes with cheese, bacon bits and cheese, and tossed salad...and a DQ, snickers blizzard cake for dessert.

 Big brother Ash kept threatening the cake with his fork.  She was a fierce defender!

 Beef sticks from Kyndahl and Thatcher.

 Grandma and Grandpa Knaus sent her money.....she hit the jackpot at Claires.  She picked out this pink umbrella, a princess hat, a tiara, and a fake Rapunzel braid.

 She obviously LOVED the umbrella!

 I'm trying to get IN the pictures occasionally.  I'm usually behind the camera....which suits me fine.

 The little man loved the chicken bones!

 She got a jewelry making kit from Ash and Ella.

 SUCH a beautiful princess.

 I think her brothers had as much fun with her princess dress up hats as she did!  He was being a unicorn I believe.

 Here.....try to drink your coffee........brat.

 Then later I found them in the bathroom like this!  too late.....they were already done.  Good grief.  Aren't they going to be mad at me someday! LOL