Texas

We finally made a trip to Dallas with the kids a few weeks ago and had a great time catching up with family. I have a ton of photos to process, but this one caught my attention. Yep, it’s a toilet. That doubles as a mailbox. And I think it is also as a flowerpot, although the flowers were missing. Love Texas.

I have a ton of things to blog about regarding this trip, but it’s been pretty difficult to get to my personal images lately. Cut me some slack, it’s wedding season and paying clients come first!!

Carnival

Took the kiddos to the Beaver Carnival last week.

They love the over-priced rides.

But watching them having fun is worth it.

Daddy and Ella rode the “big” rides.

Mr was so excited when he saw this sign with all of the trucks and tractors.

We ended our evening with funnel cake. Yum.

I apologize for being short on words, but we are packing to leave for our trip to Dallas tomorrow morning and I’m a bit distracted. I have to get everyone up and ready by 5:30am. FIVE THIRTY IN THE MORNING. Oh my.

Cherry Pickin’

My parents planted this cherry tree in 1979. It was the best move they ever made (aside from having a third child). Every year (some better than others), it produces the most wonderfully delicious sour cherries.

When the cherries are ripe, you clip a bucket to your belt and you go pickin’. And you’d better get to pickin’ the very minute they are ready, otherwise the birds will figure it out and eat all of them. And then you will be angry. Very angry. Because you will know that you are missing out on the best cherry pie in the world. So when my mom casually mentioned to me that the cherries were ready, AND that my dad wouldn’t pick them (something about being “too busy”), I had to act. Quickly.

Mr and I took a break from VBS one day to pick cherries (that’s why he is wearing a name tag), and he was getting really annoyed with Trooper always jumping on him begging for cherries.

But he was more than happy to feed them to PomPom, the little stray dog that has joined the pack at my parent’s home. We couldn’t figure out exactly why Mr liked this dog so much… constantly talking about him, petting him, etc… until he asked me, “where’s the kitty?” He thinks PomPom is a cat. LOL

I had to stop picking them because they were getting to heavy for my belt, and it was starting to pull my pants down. Which is not actually a big deal considering my parents live in the middle of the woods, but still.

Oh man, you have no idea how wonderful these are. And when I took them in the house, I smelled the most delicious cherry pie… hot and fresh from the oven. Talk about instant gratification! Turns out that mom had picked some the day before and had a pie ready for me. Isn’t she the best.

Nancy Urban - June 21, 2010 - 4:18 am

Where’s the Kitty – how cute it that!

Vacation Bible School

Craig and I had a great time helping with VBS last week. The theme was Saddle Ridge Ranch, so I rounded up some neighborhood cowfolk and took them with us.

I LOVED the western theme because a) I strongly believe I was meant to live on a ranch in the west, b) I got to wear my cowboy boots, c) I am enamored with cowboys. Remind me to tell you someday about the working ranch vacation I have planned. I posted more photos on Mt. Pleasant’s Facebook page.

Kids – Random