Thursday, April 30, 2009
Day 29 - April 29th
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Day 28 - April 28th Russell's Birthday!
Day 27 - April 27th
Monday, April 27, 2009
Day 26 - April 26th
This is a picture of me. There were so many shots to choose from that I opted for a boring one. You'll have to see a few more on Facebook. This is me. Me in an OLD diver's helmet at Ripley's. It was very heavy and while inside it, I couldn't help but wonder how many people have had their heads in this thing and how often this thing is probably not sanitized.
Day 25 - April 25th
Day 24 - April 24th
You probably thought I would have a picture of us in Branson for my Picture of the Day didn't you? Well, this was one of the first things we saw when we drove into Branson. It was just too good not to put it on here. (The rest of the pictures can be seen on Facebook). This is an OLD guy wearing a Striped Suit, with a Striped Tie, eating an ice cream cone, and driving a little tiny bright yellow Corevette race car. It gave us the giggles.
Day 23 - April 23rd
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Day 22 - April 22nd
Day 21 - April 21st
Monday, April 20, 2009
Day 20 - April 20th
Day 19 - April 19th
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Day 18 - April 18th
Friday, April 17, 2009
Day 17 - April 17th
Day 16 - April 16th
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Day 15 - April 15th (Tax Day)
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Day 14 - April 14th
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Day 13 - April 13th
Monday, April 13, 2009
Day 12 - April 12th (Easter)
Day 11 - April 11th
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Day 10 - April 10th
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Day 9 - April 9th
Day 8 - April 8th
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Day 7 - April 7th
Day 6 - April 6th
Monday, April 6, 2009
Day 5 - April 5th
Day 4 - April 4th
Day 3 - April 3rd
Friday, April 3, 2009
Day 2 - April 2nd
Day 1 - April 1st
Ginger is my angel, the reason I laugh, my gift from God, and my mini-me. This kid is funny and full of life and love. She has compassion and a yearning to want to understand everything. I keep telling myself, "Amber, it's good she asks so many questions, she's learning." But you know what...this little thing will argue with a wall. I swear she loves to hear herself talk...about nothing.
We have a bedtime ritual every night. That's what this picture is. We race to bed. We start at the designated spot in the living room and listen to "On your mark...get set...Grow!!" Then Ginger pretends to run in attempt to trick us, but this happens several times...every night. We still get "tricked". Finally we hear, "On your mark...get set...Go!!" And for the most part we all make it to Ginger's bed without getting hurt. Occasionally a leg gets bumped on the edge, a head gets banged into the top bunk, or a head gets smashed on the wall. Then we laugh and tickle, sing and pray, kiss all the toys, agree on an alarm clock time of 7:04am, and enjoy the occasional ritual of blowing up Russell's nose. We always leave with a kiss and the refusal of licking the ceiling, kissing a light bulb, or taking the butterflies off the wall.
Yep...every night. And I wouldn't want to change it for anything. I know she'll grow and it will change, but I'm going to hang on to it now for as long as I can.