Hooooo Hmmm Sunday
Things have been pretty laid back today. Sarah and I did manage to get the rest of the leaves cleaned up. This morning it was 19 degrees when we got up (maybe I should say when Michael, Mark and I got up). After church, it had warmed up to about 40 degrees so we bundled up and got out the blower, the rake and tarp. About an hour later we had it pretty well taken care of. Michael was nowhere to be seen. We didn't want to take any chances with his cold/allergies/asthma. He already is pretty miserable with his cold. But I did manage to get more pictures in the right place. Let's see what I can find for your looking pleasure.....
I am hoping that this is Christmas 2002. Looks everyone made the long trek from OH and KY/VA (can't remember where Cassie was at the point...KY, I think). Michelle, one of Michael's biological sister was staying with us then too. Look how young we all look. Also looks like Cassie and Michael have something secret going. 
Michael discovered Peeps that Easter. He could not get enough of them. We would put them away and the next thing we knew, he was shoving another one in his mouth. Talk about a sugarrush. He doesn't even like them today, thank heavens.
One of my favorite shots...Bryce's big hand and Michael 's little one. Don't they look so sweet? Now when they see each other, Bryce aggravates Michael like there is no tomorrow. I keep telling myself that it is brotherly love. It is, right?
This is one of my favorite pictures of Cassie and Trevor...in our living room on Sunflower Lane. Love the short hair. Who in the world picked out that wallpaper border? I did and I loved it.
Don't the look like they got along? Oh but I can remember nights that they would drive each other nuts...she is singing and I can't go to sleep. She's snoring and making too much noise for me to go to sleep. And one last picture from 2002...
Christapher was teaching Trevor how to pick up Cheerios. That is Trevor's chair that he used during some of his PT and OT sessions. I am thinking that Mary was there that day. Not sure...it could have been Teresa. We went through pounds and pounds of cereal with all the boys.
I know that most of you have no clue about any of these pictures...but there will be a few dear souls that will remember all these shots and I am hoping they enjoyed each and every one of them. Ever so often I might just go down memory lane again...and you all are always invited.
I am hoping that this is Christmas 2002. Looks everyone made the long trek from OH and KY/VA (can't remember where Cassie was at the point...KY, I think). Michelle, one of Michael's biological sister was staying with us then too. Look how young we all look. Also looks like Cassie and Michael have something secret going. 
Michael discovered Peeps that Easter. He could not get enough of them. We would put them away and the next thing we knew, he was shoving another one in his mouth. Talk about a sugarrush. He doesn't even like them today, thank heavens.
One of my favorite shots...Bryce's big hand and Michael 's little one. Don't they look so sweet? Now when they see each other, Bryce aggravates Michael like there is no tomorrow. I keep telling myself that it is brotherly love. It is, right?
This is one of my favorite pictures of Cassie and Trevor...in our living room on Sunflower Lane. Love the short hair. Who in the world picked out that wallpaper border? I did and I loved it.
Don't the look like they got along? Oh but I can remember nights that they would drive each other nuts...she is singing and I can't go to sleep. She's snoring and making too much noise for me to go to sleep. And one last picture from 2002...
Christapher was teaching Trevor how to pick up Cheerios. That is Trevor's chair that he used during some of his PT and OT sessions. I am thinking that Mary was there that day. Not sure...it could have been Teresa. We went through pounds and pounds of cereal with all the boys.I know that most of you have no clue about any of these pictures...but there will be a few dear souls that will remember all these shots and I am hoping they enjoyed each and every one of them. Ever so often I might just go down memory lane again...and you all are always invited.
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