At the doctor's office for pink eye.
She is all better now but still covers her eyes when I lay her down to change her,
afraid she going to get more drops in her eyes.
Trying to decide if Paul's soother looks yummier than the one she has.
Tim's ordination was the Seventh of February. We were so glad to get to be there for him. He seemed so calm and laid back and just answered every question people asked as if he was having a conversation with them.
These pastors were his examining board.
The church gave him a certificate.
And Becca was looking beautiful!
Not to mention Paul was there in his big boy monkey sweater.
The next day Tim and Becca came over and we went out to Bear Lake for a picnic and walk around the lake. It was a perfect day and we had a wonderful time.
John and Carlie at the half way point where we stopped for a break.
Sunday afternoon we decided to have a picnic, since the weather was so perfect.
Carlie enjoying her tuna sandwich.
Baby Girl was tired and we didn't want to go far...so we walked down to the cemetery by our house. I know that doesn't sound too wonderful a place for a picnic but there is a pasture right beside it with cows, calves, and goats we can watch and we had fun!
Carlie is just starting to make funny faces that she thinks we might laugh at.
(It usually works)
Watching the baby cows.
Monday we met John at the base and enjoyed a little bit chilly supper at the beach.
I discovered a new, great, baby corral.
Carlie was helping me make brownies last week and was not very patient at waiting for a taste. She kept trying to put her hand into the batter.
The apron was a Christmas present from Maine. I have a larger matching one.
Old mother Hubbard went to the cupboard...
