Happy Birthday to the Father-in-Law

One day older, and wiser too..
Happy Belated Birthday, to you!

Happy Birthday Old Man.

Don't worry.. I won't disclose your age.
That would just be embarrassing.

I'll admit it.

I LOVE Wallpaper..

not sure I'll ever be able to convince the husband of the idea of "wallpaper",
but then again, he's the guy,
so leave the decorating to me.

It's pathetic.

but I can't help it,
I'm OBSESSED.

Don't judge me.

We were meant for each other.. obviously.

I feel bad for our future kids.

Oh the joys of going to the State Fair..

Allergies from all the animals and hay,
Corn Dogs and Funnel Cakes,
even deep fried twinkies and pb & j's.
Rickety Ferris Wheels,
Overload of people watching,
even saw the smallest lady in the world.
(thanks for ruining our lives Ash, and making us feel depressed the rest of the day)

But it was all worth it to spend the day with our favorite little buddies.

Fish bug was loving every minute of it.

and Cass wanted to touch and try out everything.

Even Ash got in on the fun.

Ha ha.. this is what you get for having me in charge of our blog.
You sure do look manly though..

Last time I visited the fair, I went to the Britney Spears concert when she was still rockin' it in her school girls uniform.

It's probably a good thing I only go every 10 yrs. or so..

Luckily Fall comes next..

or I wouldn't be so willing to give this up quite yet..

Released.

Which means we are no longer Nursery leaders.
Can't say I'm at all sad about it.
Curious to see what our next calling is,
but more interested to see how soon we get it.

3 Months Down.. 21 More to go.

WARNING: Barb you may want to skip this post.. we know your still a little fragile.

Loving Nature.

Sketchy ride up the canyon,
and little creatures surrounding us everywhere.
Don't ask me why I came up with the great idea of camping,
Maybe I was just craving some tin foil dinners and some delicious smores.

I wasn't much help starting the fire.
So I just observed instead.
I'm really good at that.

At this moment,
I had realized how much I'm not an "outdoorsy" kind of girl.
Let's just say I couldn't have survived as a pioneer.

Hey..cool head lamp.

You know your jealous.

Who knows if Jon will ever take me camping again,
but what should he expect?
I'm an Emery.