The kids and Grandpa! Taylor didn't want to leave and go trunk-or-treating. He wanted to help Grandpa pass out the candy.
A peek into the lives of Taylor and Lylee Bug!
The kids and Grandpa! Taylor didn't want to leave and go trunk-or-treating. He wanted to help Grandpa pass out the candy.
Actually, she was 7 months by the time that I finally got them in for pictures. When Lylee didn't have Taylor, she just wanted to crawl around. That was until she got the lemons. Wow, she LOVED the lemons. When they sliced one for her she just dove in. I love the top picture. It totally captures her personality.
Today will go down in history as the day that Lylee discovered popcorn and fell in love. Just like her big brother. I can't wait until she is big enough to add M&Ms!
This was the best part if the UP picnic. When I was a kid, in Cheyenne, Wyoming, we got to ride the little Union Pacific train in the Frontier Days parade. When we were big kids, 15, we got to ride on a trailer that had a buffalo in a cage surrounded with bales of hay that we sat on. Anyway, it was really fun to be able to share this with my kids. Taylor loved the train, especially the tunnel and Lylee just loves to feel the wind in her hair. She smiled the whole way. We did drive over a pole on the way back and Taylor got knocked off his bench. He didn't like that part at all! The bags of fresh popped popcorn helped a lot. Lylee even got in on the popcorn action.
"I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking the kids to scout camp. I want to be there with grass stains on my shoes from mowing Sister Shenk's lawn. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbor's children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was here and that I really lived."