Happy 4th!

July 4 is easily one of my favorite holidays. Someone I follow on Twitter aptly tweeted: Best holiday of the year, no obligations, no presents, only beer and explosions #america

Amen to that! Jon enjoyed a day off work to power wash the fence instead of kick back with a few cold ones, but we did make our way up to the Celebration of Freedom to run into a few friends (it's always fun to see who we run into, and to enjoy the fireworks display. It was phenomenal this year.

Eve surprised us by not screaming through the fireworks show. She actually liked all the booming and bright lights. Eleanor danced while the band played. No surprise there. 

I'm thankful the Bolivar Rotary Club organizes such a great event, and I'm always proud of my dad for being involved in such things. He's a real stand-up guy! :) And, can we stop a minute and talk about how AMAZING the weather was? Wow. I vividly recall last year being hot, humid, and miserable. Maybe it is burned in my memory because I was 8 months pregnant and rocking super sexy sweat stains. :)

Good bless America and Happy 4th to y'all!

Father's Day

Father's Day didn't get mentioned on the actual day (on the blog), but that doesn't mean I forgot about it!

In this family, we are very blessed to have patient, thoughtful, and all-around wonderful father to celebrate on Father's Day. This was Jon's first Father's Day as father of two sweet little girls.

Little did we know that for Jon's unofficial Father's Day gift, we would get to see the house that we are currently under contract to buy. So, when you ask me what he got for Father's Day? A new house, of course. I planned it that way.

In honor of Father's Day, I asked Eleanor some questions about her daddy. She was not pleased that I interrupted her umpteenth viewing of the City of Atlantis on Netflix

Interview

What is your favorite thing about daddy? I like him when he listens to what I say. That's what I like him to do.

What is your favorite thing to with daddy? I like to go outside and play in my blow up swimming pool with him. It's huge. I like egg sandwiches, too. (what?)

What do you think daddy does at work? He works for money and he does me a favor when he comes home at 5. (We both agree on this)

Do you know the name of the place daddy works? Yes. Springfield.

Is you daddy handsome? Yes, he's going to marry me at 6 o'clock in Springfield when I grow 21.

How old do you think daddy is? 26 (He is 31.)

Is it fun sharing daddy with Evie? Yes. I like to hold my baby.

I think about daddy and putting him to sleep with me. I really like when he makes me egg sandwiches and lets me water flowers and do my new scooter without training wheels. I think that's about it.  Next, I'll be 6. (Note: I don't think Jon has ever made her an egg sandwich.)

Just a few photos of Jon the father. (The day/baby that made him a daddy, waiting for baby Eve, and Jon with his girls.)

 

 Happy Father's Day!

Happy Birthday, Buddy!

Yesterday we celebrated Jon's birthday. Jon is much more subdued about his birthday celebrations. I trumpet my birthday for months ahead of time, declare 2-days of celebrations, and am probably a bit of a pill when putting in my order for a perfect birthday. He, on the other hand, is content to let it sneak up on everyone, and carry on the day as usual. His birthday did sneak up on me, but we did celebrate with a cook out and ToDieFor brownie sundaes. He even put off mowing our ridiculously long grass for another day.

Happy Birthday, Buddy! You may or may not read this, but I'm declaring to the whole internet (or just the 6 or so people who read this) that your girls love you. I hope you had a good 31st birthday! (No, 31 doesn't sound old to me, but neither does 75 these days!)

In a momentary lapse of judgment, I did not snap any photos of the day. A photo of Jon posing during a recent backpacking trip will have to do.