This. Is why I blog :)

Dear Olivia,

Monday, November 15, 2015 morning started with our Bible story and verse:

"Dear God, thank you that I am precious to You. Thank you that Jesus died on the cross.  

Please forgive my sins and throw them in the trash."

You wanted to take a picture so everyone would know you are a christian now.  

"I'm going to heaven.  I'm going to heaven FOREVER.  I'm going to heaven forever CATE!"

"Maybe we should go to Monkey Joe's so I can tell people how to be a christian."

Time for new glasses!  We steered you in a different direction...

Emily

Alaina

unkie

Auntie, Amelia

Amelia, Isabelle

horse

aunt Amber

papa

Camp friends

After I snuck pureed squash into the mac and cheese:  

"This tastes like lemons on a cucumber.  And I don't like lemons."

5 minutes later:  "It's like eating concrete."

..."Wait a minute...is this SQUASH?"

A little too short...

Watching papa race a sprint car

vbs-wow, this was a while ago!

my little entrapeneur-trying to sell your balls to Cate and me.

fighting your naps...sometimes the nap wins.

"heaven is funner than adventureland, right mom?"

Walking into Menards:  "It smells like fruit snacks in here."

Walking into Aldis:  "It smells like grandma and grandpa in here."

Walking into Sunday school: "I'll only come in if there are fruit snacks."

Even though technically I'm YOUR homeschool teacher, I am learning so much from YOU!

air hugs,

-mom

my thoughts on Olympics...

Dear Olivia,

Your favorite question to ask people is "What do you want to be when you grow up?"  

(Even if we're already grown-ups).

You love making sick people feel better and talking about birthday parties.  

Which means when you grow up, you'll either be a doctor or a party-planner.

We spent Thanksgiving with your cousins...we missed Alaina because she was sick:(  

There was a play, performance, lots of singing and giggling, in matching jammies from nana and papa.

(Note the striking resemblance between Cate and Isabelle)

You had lots of questions for great grandpa Hal about his dog Gracey, and you chatted for a pretty long time.  About Gracey.  And Snoop.  And all dogs.

Christmas morning you got a dollhouse from Goodwill, but refurbished.  

And your birthday.  Party. 

It ended with a little girl puking on the front door rug as she was leaving.  

All in all, fun!

Altoona fun days, you look so grown up

Gymnastics; you only did what you wanted to do.  

Nothing more, nothing less.  

Olympic gymnastics not so much in your future.

Animal Parade.  Don't ask me how purse got in it.

Emily is more responsible than both of us sometimes- she cleans up after you and reminds me to lock the trash so Snoop doesn't get into it.  

She also questions my speed if it seems I'm driving too slow:)

Emily wants to be an astronaut and a paleantologist when she grows up.  Maybe she can fund your party-planning career.

"Snoop doesn't sin, but he's naughty."

Right you are.

Love, mom