The Kiddos

Today we dropped the kiddos off in San Antonio to spend 4 days alone with Grana and Grampa.  This is the first time that we are leaving the kids.  The only other time I've left Olivia was with Tiffini when I was in the hospital having Mason...and I still got to see her every day.

I completely trust and knew Tim's parents would be wonderful with the kids...they did raise two children of their own.  However, to make myself feel better, I typed a three page word document....which included activities, foods to eat, foods to avoid, rules, expectations, etc.  Yes, I was being very obnoxious, overwhelming, and ridiculous 

When we left the kids, I gave them a quick kiss and just left :(  I was definitely sad.  And I was sad for about 15 more minutes......

(picture of kids at Grana and Grampa's... mason playing, olivia watching)

And then Tim and I realized we didn't have to have potty breaks, and no one was crying, we didn't have to feed anyone, or worry about anything but ourselves.  We turned up the hip-hop music and sang and talked and enjoyed some "us" time.

Glorious.

Family Picture

Our last family self-timer picture in French Oaks.

We will miss this house.  

There are a lot of great things about it: the left wing, split bedrooms, huge kitchen, large great room, nice baseboards (this will bother me in our new house), tons of cabinet space, the newer age of the home, bright with lots of windows, spacious backyard, amazing neighbors, etc.

And we made some wonderful memories here too: our first detached home, Jerry's first home, we brought both babies home to this house, game nights, hosted many parties, met friends in our driveway, survived a hurricane, spent two weeks without power, and I could go on and on....

But that's being said, 

we are really looking forward to all the new adventures and memories our next house will bring.

It's Still Our House

Okay, drama...drama...drama.

After some negotiations we are still going to close on the house!!!  The bad news...it won't be today.  We are hoping for early next week, but a lot of paperwork has to be redone and changed.

Looking forward to getting in our "new" house.

To celebrate...we had our last game night at our house.  

UGH

Bad News Friends,

As of this moment, we are not closing on our new house. :( 

We are not moving. :(

At all.

Some "issues" have come up that we did not know about (actually NO ONE, including current owners knew about this) and we are put in the position of having to make very not fun grown-up decisions.

Sometimes I dislike being an adult.
My heart wants this house, but my head is saying no.

Sad.

BAD BAD BLOGGER

but i'm baaaaaaaaack!!!

prepare yourselves....

PICTURES

The wonderful Brittani Louise Oliver took our pictures recently!!  

Below is just a small sample of my favorites :)

THANK YOU BRITTANI and COREY!!!

S- blends

S- Blends (without the /s/)
poon

tickers

plits

tuck
kin

ky

weet
cooch
murf
quirrel 

pray

Olivia doesn't quite have the /s/ sound down, especially if blended with another consonant.  

The Chair Game

Be Careful...

...Sleepy Girl 

Or you  might fall off the bed!!!

Our Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Week ...

FYI: this post contains words like: diarrhea and puke.  
if that bothers you, don't read it.

It started July 12...both kids were sick with diarrhea. Boo... but it wasn't bad.  

Then one week from today, last Saturday, Olivia wakes up at 10pm, crying and saying "I burped".  UGH, poor girl was puking all night.  

Tim leaves for Madrid Sunday morning for the week.

Monday evening...I'm sick. Sick sick sick.  And responsible for Mason and Olivia.  Mason, who has started having diarrhea again and Olivia who is not yet eating from her Saturday night awfulness.  

Wake up Tuesday, still sick.  Sick sick sick.  Like the only time in 2.5 years that we've had kids that I would have asked Tim to please stay home and take care of kids.  But I don't have that option.  I'm literally laying on the playroom floor and goldfish and cheerios are scattered all over the room.  Thankfully Olivia was not eating still ... so I didn't have to worry about getting her lots of meals and Mason I just had him sit next to me while I squeezed plum baby food packets in his mouth.  Olivia, from Monday night to Tuesday afternoon, watched 6 movies!!!  

(an iphone pic of the mess and my kids feeding themselves dinner)

Tuesday evening I'm starting to feel better and Olivia actually says she is hungry.  Mason still has diarrhea....thinking it might be because I'm introducing whole milk and it's a dairy thing??  

Wednesday, everyone is feeling better...I'm extremely weak, but at least I'm not sick.  And then I find out we have FOUR showings :(  So now I'm cleaning and I have to take my kids out of the house for four hours!!  UGH.

Thursday, my phone isn't working properly and I leave my MUCH better children with a babysitter while I run to the mall to fix it.  I get inside the mall and babysitter calls...Olivia is crying saying her belly hurts and has had multiple bouts of diarrhea.

I started crying....in the mall.

Get home, and Mason also has diarrhea.  UGH

Call the dr to try and get some help...and then my PHONE DIES.  

This is when Andrea completely freaks out.  I'm alone in the house with two sick kids and no way to call anyone.  ANYONE.  dr can't call me back and I start having horrible visions of us having an emergency in the middle of the night and I don't have a phone. 

So I pack up my two sick kids and we go back to the mall to get my phone fixed.  They tell me my phone is DEAD and that I need a new one, but that I missed my "free phone" window by 10 days.   At which point Olivia tells me she has to go potty...NOW...and the guy realizes I'm having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.  I get back and he says that he'll give it to me for free....I hug him.

He probably has diarrhea now.

Friday I take the kids to the dr and she says that they are probably just having a hard time digesting the dairy in their diet from being sick.  We are to remove all dairy (except yogurt).  She also says that they are looking good and should be on the road to recovery.  THANK GOODNESS!

OH....Tim finally comes home from Madrid on Friday, but he is SICK :( And tim is NEVER sick.  He goes to the drs and has an upper respiratory infection. He's on loads of meds..

Friday night.  Mason starts PUKING.  No joke.  It was awful :(  My Mason-Man is limp in my arms, not moving, except to puke every 20 minutes from 11pm-4am.  awful awful awful.  AWFUL.  A.W.F.U.L.

And I'm frustrated at the dr...because obviously it's something more than just dairy tolerance.

I'm writing this post today (Tuesday, July 26th) and today is the first day I can say I think my kiddos are getting better.  

Oh please, please, let this be the end of it all.

Foto Friday

We are at the mall.  We had four showings between 4-8pm and had to leave the house.  I borrowed a stroller from Jude because my kiddos are sick and they needed to ride in something.  They are not happy.  They want to be out of the stroller, they want to play, but they can't because they are sick.  

Olivia has been screaming, Mason pulled a red bathing suit off the racks and has it on his head playing peek-a-boo.  I've bumped into every clothing display and knocked over a mannequin (which Olivia calls a barbie).  I'm stressed and tired.  

Then in ONE INSTANT, my kids look like this.  
And the first thing I do is stop and take a picture.

This is the moment I want to remember.  Sweet kiddos.  Sucking their thumbs, laying down, holding onto their silky blankets.  

And in four years I will be craving another kiddo and I will look back on this picture and I will say, "Look how sweet they are" and I will completely forget about the other 239 minutes we were out and the huge nightmare that was this evening. 

Jerry's 5th Birthday

Guess what folks...we forgot our dog's birthday.

Not any birthday.  His 5th birthday!!!!

Happy Belated Birthday Jerry.

Poor Pup.  

I went back through my pictures to see what we were doing on the 30th of June...when this young man turned 5, and I found a picture of him from that day.  Pathetic, huh?  I feel like he knows it's his birthday and he knows that no one is celebrating it.  aaawww man...

Tidbits:

*has lifted his leg a total of 4 times his past year....finally

*does not like crying or high pitched sounds (he then howls...loudly)

*has a very deep bark

*likes to play ball, but only for a couple of minutes

*finds young kids who eat small snacks great company

*does not like it when Mommy cleans

*sheds a lot...if he's nervous, sheds even more

*very picky about location of food

*likes his water bowl to be completely filled

*seems more nervous about thunder and pending storms than in his younger years

*pokes you with his nose if he wants to play

*likes to look out windows to see outside

*very well behaved...does an excellent sit-stay :)

*enjoys a bone

*gets medicine daily for allergies

*still loves a good swim in Hertel Pond

*loves to have his friends Lila and Sierra over to play

*can dig a decent size hole (much to our disappointment)

11 MONTHS!

I don't even know how many days late this is :-/

Happy 11 Months MASON!!!

 

What?!?! He is almost 1 year???  

Unbelievable!!!

Tidbits:

*wearing 12-18 month and definitely getting more comfortable in 18 month

*size 4 diapers

*had foot measured 4.5 :)

*still just two teeth

*takes two naps a day

*sleeps 11 hours at night

*NO MORE BOTTLES! drinks out of a sippy cup.

*transitioning to whole milk

*eating a lot more solid foods.  (chicken, pasta, rice, veggies, potatoes, fruits)

*takes 4-5 steps independently (not quite ready to say he is a walker)

*gives kisses

*dances

*plays peek-a-boo whenever he has a blanket

*waves hi/bye

*talks on the phone (play phone...he holds the phone behind his head)

*plays this super cute chair game (video coming)

*showing some left hand domination?

*still sucks both thumbs

*might be saying "doggie"

*tolerates A LOT from his sister (i.e. he stands up, she pushes him down, he stands up, repeat)

*loves jerry's doggie bowl and jerry himself

*finds baby dolls and pictures of babies fascinating.  makes this cute cooing sound

*still shows no regard for personal safety...getting a little worried about this one

*plays crawling chase with Olivia

POTTY TRAINED!

Okay, it's been a rough week, but we are going to start with the positives.

Can I get a drum roll!??!?

GUESS WHO IS POTTY TRAINED?!?!?!

Yup, we've done it.  She wears a diaper at naps and nighttime.  Naps are usually dry, not-so-much at nighttime (but I'm not worried about that).

She talks about it all the time, especially when in Target or Walmart (because that's where you buy barbies). But sometimes just to random people.

"Go poo-poo in potty get a barbie. get ariel. watch princess jasmine. watch nemo."

She's very vocal about her bathroom experience...as the waitress at Chilis knows all about the process.

Waitress (looking at olivia): hi, how hold are you?

Olivia (looking at waitress):  I go poo poo on potty.  I get barbie and I get watch cinderella and I get ice cream.  Mason don't get barbie poo poo on potty.  ME get barbie.  MY barbie.  Get paper and wipe.  Flush potty...REEEEEEEALLY loud.  Wash hands, but dont play with bubbles. Be careful getting off step.

Waitress (looking at me): Oh.....What would you like to drink?

We are really proud of Olivia.  We've had a couple of accidents here and there...and we can come up with 10 excuses as to why she had that "accident".  She definitely wants to watch her movie after going #2 and we'll eventually have to come up with a different reward.  Currently, if she wants to watch something...and I say no.  She says that she has to go poo-poo...pushes out the tiniest nugget and proclaims that she gets to watch Ariel. 

Ten minutes after Ariel is over.  she says, "I want to watch something.  I want to watch Toy Story."  I say no and repeat said procedure.

hhuumm....backfire.

gotta love parenting :)

Glad we are over the hump of potty training and enjoying Olivia's one diaper days!!

Monday on Sunday

Oh Friends, I'm writing this Monday post on Sunday, almost a week late.
And what a week....

Sorry about the trip down memory lane, had it planned out for awhile, and just let the blogging scheduling take place.

If there is one thing I know about myself, it's that I forget things and I want to remember them.  This blog is my diary, my journal, my scrapbook...hence the five year reflection.

There is one more thing I would like to add to my week:

We do miss living near our family and friends.  It stinks to have to schedule flights to see loved ones and not have them just around the corner.  I know that some of our family and friends who were reading the recent blog posts found them a little bittersweet.  I know they are happy for us, but that they also miss us and would love for us to be closer.  We miss you guys too...a lot!

 However, since we don't have a lot of family close by we've turned to our friends.  The friends we've made the past few years are life long friends.  They bring you meals when you are sick or had a baby or dog almost die...or on a random day because they know how much you dislike cooking.  They offer to let you borrow a stroller or a breathing machine.  They run to the store for you when you are sick and they watch your dog when you travel.  They sit on the driveway and chat with you and have a glass of wine or help host and enjoy progressive parties. They take your Christmas family picture, cook your Thanksgiving turkey, and come to your child's birthday dinner. They drive go-carts, go paint balling, bbq, and go to football games.  They go camping with us, play games almost every Saturday night, and even go on vacations with us.  They kiss our child's boo-boo, read our kids books, and hug them with the bear-hug squeeze that makes them feel like they are the only kid on earth.  These past five years have been wonderful and it's because of these friends that we have truly loved this little corner of the world.

Guess Who Is Moving To Texas????

Almost 5 years to the day...after they made the drive with Tim and I...

Grana and Grampa will be living in San Antonio!!!

We've successfully done it!  We recruited someone else to come to Texas.  Maybe it helped that we taught Olivia to say...  "Move to Texas please".  We are thrilled to be living within close (three hour drive) proximity to family.  And as much as we would love to take credit...Tim's dad had a job opportunity that was presented to him in San Antonio, he looked into it, liked the job and decided to pursue it.  A few weeks later....they have made the journey, bought a house, and moved in this weekend!

Welcome to Texas!!!  We think you are really going to like it here :)

Our New House

So this is our new house...

It's cute huh?  I loooove the front porch!!  That was one of my "things" I wanted in our new house.  We've been looking at houses for awhile now.  Just casually.  Annoying Realtors and homeowners when we would ask to see a house.  But since we did not HAVE to move, we had pretty high standards.  We wanted to be on a cul-de-sac, with 4 bedrooms, a yard, a pool, an open floor plan, 3 car garage, lots of closets, etc.  

Tim definitely gets the credit for finding this house.  He found it the first day it was on the market.  He showed it to me and instantly I got excited.  "This is the house"...I said to him.  I looked at it three more times and then grabbed my keys and told Tim I was going to drive by the house.  (It was 9pm).  He laughed at me and then when I got home, he jumped in the car and did the same thing.  Oh, the house is one mile away :)

The next day we went to look at the house with a Realtor.  Honestly, I fell a little out of love...  The home wais built in 2002 and this is the first house we are purchasing that has been lived in before.  So there are some things that definitely need updating and fixing.  There are brass fixtures and knobbers.  There are some surface cracks and odd things that date the house.  HOWEVER, those can all be fixed.  I really like the floorplan.  The yard is a good size, but the pool takes up most of it.  Not complaining...because there is a pool.  The pool isn't our style exactly...but again, it's a pool :)

 It's on a greenbelt...meaning we have no rear neighbors (currently in our house...we can see eight other homes from our back patio).  Our side neighbors in the new house are separated by garages and driveways, so we can't look in their windows, nor they look in ours.  Tim really wanted a three car garage, but was happy with the two space carport in addition to the two car garage.

The view as soon as you enter the house:

OH and remember the 4th room???

Here they are:

the study

the playroom 

the guest room

That night, we decided to put an offer in :)  To make a long story short, we didn't get the house at first.  The sellers had two offers and ended up with the other people.  BUT then that offer fell through and they came back to us!!!

We close July 29th and are really excited about making this house our new home!!!

The 4th Room

We have 4 bedrooms in our current house, and when we bought this home 5 years ago, it was perfect for us.  It has a really nice open floor plan through the kitchen, family room, and dining room.  The master bedroom is huge and has a spacious master bath.  Then there is our "left wing".  It's a wing of our house that has three other bedrooms and a bath.  We used one as a guest room, one as a storage room, and then the front room which we had as an study/office.  I've always loved how these rooms were separate from the rest of the house.  On cleaning days I would clean the left wing or clean the rest of the house.

Then Olivia came along and we now had a nursery, a guest room and a study.  But we wanted a safe place for Olivia to play so the study got transformed into a playroom and the office was moved into our bedroom (not ideal but it worked since we had such a large bedroom).

Fast Forward another year and Mason is here and now our guest room is gone.  And so when we have guests...they sleep in Olivia's room and she sleeps in....

 Jerry's dog bed...in our room.

We have not outgrown this house completely.  I do love it's size.  I love how I can have my children play in the playroom and I can be in the kitchen.  I love the one story and the left wing.

However, we would love a little extra space.  That 4th room...which we have had as a guest room, an office and playroom.  Our new house has all of these.... :)  YIPPIE!

We will have a study.

We will have a 4th bedroom that will be used as a guest room.

We will have a generously sized playroom.

The Woodlands

So we are staying in The Woodlands.

Guess what that means friends???

We're happy.  We love it here. Yes, here in Texas!!!! It's not perfect, but it's pretty great.

The Woodlands.  It's a super suburbia.  It's a bubble.  It has THE before it's name.  No, we don't live in the "Woodlands", we live in "THE Woodlands".  But it's a fun place.  There are so many family activities on a weekly basis.  There are 13 pools that we can visit throughout the summer.  There are parks every couple of miles.  There is tons of shopping, excellent schools, and many different recreational opportunities.  You can drive five miles and be in rural country lands or 30 minutes and be in the nations 4th largest city, Houston.  The cost of living is relatively low and there is no state income tax (although the property tax is pretty high).  And as most of you already know, there are concerts in the park almost every weekend :)  Yes, it's pretty hot and humid here in the summer...but we've adjusted, in fact, 65 starts to feel pretty chilly to me. And, we've met some great friends here that has helped us enjoy this area even more.  

And we couldn't mention staying in this area without talking about Tim's job at Horizon Wind Energy (which is now called EDP Renewables).  He really enjoys it.  He goes on these "business" trips with Justin, Mike and Brian...   They drive fancy cars and ride on thrill rides in amusement parks.  Tim likes what he is doing and is excited about his future with the company.

Life is good.

Our Contract

Five years ago, I was not a happy girl.  I was terrified that I was going to have to live in, this awful place known as, Texas for the rest of my life.

I look at Tim and said, "I need an agreement...a promise...a WRITTEN contract.  I need to know that in five years, we will move wherever I want to move."   Tim easily agreed but added...that if "for some strange reason" I should start to like living in TX, then we don't have to move.  I laughed at him and told him that would not be happening.

Five years later.  We are moving.
Yup.
I WANTED TO MOVE.  

And...

It's one mile away.

5 Years Ago

Five years ago we started the move to Texas...and oh boy, was it an adventure (to put it nicely).

Some background:  Tim was getting out of the Navy and had two job offers, one in Fremont, CA and the other  in Houston, TX.  First we went to CA...and saw that for 400K we could get a condo that was 800sq.  He liked the job, but we were not very excited about spending so much money for such little space...and I would have to work.  Then we visited Houston...and Tim had heard about The Woodlands and we looked at this area.  And it was much more appealing.  We could buy a HOUSE with a yard and lots of space...and I didn't have to work.  We saw some of the area and I said how it reminded me of Reston Towncenter.  I told Tim, I could live in Houston...I don't know about CA.

But, I didn't want to move.  I'll say that again, I really didn't want to move.  I wasn't excited, I wasn't being nice, I wasn't being helpful, I was a biiiiig grump, etc.  I said things like, "Who lives in Texas?  I don't know anyone that lives in Texas.  Why would someone want to live in Texas?"  I cried MULTIPLE times a day.  I was annoyed that Tim didn't find a job in Virginia and that I would have to leave my job. I had a great group of friends, our family was within driving distance.  I loved my doctor, my dentist, my manicurist, our mexican restaurant, my school.  The beach was nearby and so were the mountains and Virginia Tech and the Naval Academy. I was an East Coast Girl and I did NOT want to move.

Then came THE MOVE.  Everyone has their "navy move" stories.  We had packers on Monday and Tuesday and then the next day this small random flatbed truck shows up.  It was going to have only our belongings on it and they showed up to start moving our stuff.  They looked shady...I wasn't getting a good vibe from them...and started asking some questions, to which they had some strange answers (like where are you going?...and they said they had to still pick up their orders...meaning they didn't know they were supposed to be taking our stuff to TX).  They wanted to put our personal items on the truck and leave.  I told them to wait, I needed to call because I was told a semi-truck would be coming to take our stuff and I had different contact people than the two people in front of me.  When I got off the phone, the shady truck and it's two loading people....GONE.   WHAT!??!  Navy has no record of those people, they weren't supposed to be at our place, they weren't supposed to transport our stuff and 2 hours later the semi-truck shows up.  Talk about making me sick to my stomach.  I almost gave all our stuff to movers who were going to take all our personal belongings to who knows where....

Okay, stuff on correct truck...

Tim and I leave following each other in our two cars to Hickory, NC where we are going to pick up Tim's parents who would be completing the rest of the drive to Texas with us.  I cried almost the whole way NC.  Tim calls about 2 hours from NC to say a rock hit his car and cracked his windshield.   So at his parents house, we had to get a new windshield.

***sidenote: I'm big on signs...and to me, already, here were two signs this move shouldn't be happening***

Next day we have Tim's parents and start the loooong drive.  We stop for dinner and I can't even make it through dinner without crying.  I literally have to excuse myself from dinner, sit in the car, and just cry.  I'm almost confident at this point in time that Tim's parents are thinking their daughter-in-law is completely crazy.  We spend the night in Louisiana and wake up in the morning...

SOMEONE SLASHED MY CAR'S TIRES.

Seriously? Seriously.  Another sign.  More tears....a lot more tears.  Tim's mom is sitting next to me just watching me...  She can't believe this is happening either.  At this point, no words can help the situation.

Get new tires and finally get to TX.  We get to our house and find black widow spiders taking residence in our home....

Another sign.

I cried again.  I'm pretty confident Tim's parents were wondering if our relationship was going to survive this move.  I was being a HUGE baby about this and looking back....realized I made everything a lot more difficult than it had to be.  I'm sorry :(

BUT...I didn't want to move.

(to be continued....)

TME Ladies

Hello Ladies...it's been a long time.  Five years to be exact.

TME - Thurgood Marshall Elementary.  I worked there for two years while we lived in Virginia Beach.  I taught first grade and there were six other ladies who worked with me.  

It's a unique school. A Title I school.  99% of the students are on free breakfast and lunch.  Almost the whole population lives within a two mile radius.  A lot of the students are labeled "at risk" due to their families low socioeconomic status.  The PTA meetings at this school were made up of a majority of teachers and staff.  It's not that these parents didn't care...because if I learned one big lesson while teaching there, it's that these parents care.  They just have to order their priorities...and between the two jobs they hold and taking care of their five children...PTA wasn't the highest thing on their list.  These children not only had to learn the same SOLs as the rest of the students in Virginia...they also had to learn (at the ripe age of 6/7) how to make it to school on time.  I bought three of my students battery operated alarm clocks.  Taught them how to turn it on and off.  And that's how they would make it to school on time.  As teachers, we not only had to focus on the SOLs, but also on some basic day-to-day needs.  How to blow your nose, how to fix your shirt, how to help your parents sign your paper, good places to do your homework, etc.  It wasn't easy, but I loved it and I learned A LOT in those two short years.

I also owe it to these six girls (Trish, Steph, Sara, Tracy, Lori, Helena) who helped make those teaching years some of my favorite.  We worked as a team...a team that supported and encouraged and even told you when you were wrong or needed to grow up.  They somehow made me laugh when I found bugs all over my walls or when a student just threw a chair at me or when I had silly paperwork to last hours (TME is great at having paperwork).  I remember laughing out in the halls and I remember sharing student stories.  I remember rolling our eyes at the pile of redundant paperwork.  I remember "team teaching" when our day was just too much to handle.  

So when we were getting ready to leave Virginia and move to Texas...I was incredibly sad.  Why did I have to leave my great job with great co-workers?  I didn't want to leave...

Looking back, maybe it was good.  I taught first grade at another first grade (here in TX) and I realized I didn't have to work so hard.  I actually had a hard time scaling back how hard I was working....  Is that a good thing?  Don't know.  But TME had a lot of very very exhausting days...teaching wise and emotionally.  Its very hard to hear about a first grader dealing with some of the situations that our students dealt with.  But I believe that I was the teacher I was...because of my experience at TME.  It will always stay with me and so will those six ladies.

I miss you girls.

(this sits on my desk today)

Holding Hands

Look Mama!! Look Mama!! We holding hands!!

(mason giggling)

Flip-per

At the risk of wearing out the swimming theme...we present to you Olivia's latest aquatic accomplishment (which she learned after watching another girl at the pool).

Foto Friday

Daddy's Home!

Kids LOVE Doggie Bowls!

Right Logan? 

Caught Them!!!

Playing nicely, together, in the playroom...without me sitting next to them.  

Love it.

Swimming

Olivia continues to do very well with her swimming.  We are grateful she has had such wonderful instruction and that we've been able to continue with it...even though she technically finished the course.

Happy 4th!

WoW...we did nothing this 4th.  We stayed home, let the kids take great naps and put them to bed early.  All the fireworks were canceled in the area due to the extreme drought and late in the night I mentioned to Tim how we didn't hear any fireworks (not even silly crazy teenagers ignoring all the hundreds of signs posted everywhere).

So, since we didn't have any pictures I reflected back on our past two VERY FUN 4th of Julys :)

 2010

2009

Pool

 Today we went over to a friend's pool for some fun swimming.  Olivia is definitely a little fish and spends A LOT of the time under the water.  One of these days I'm going to time how long she can hold her breath...it's unreal! 

Not Quite There Yet...

...but getting REALLY close :)

Foto Friday

he's growing up so fast!