Going Back in Time

So, camp was a long time ago.
Some of you have asked for pictures...
and I've been slow.
Here are a few highlights.

The Post-Camp Pampering Session
A great place to start, eh?

Oh, that felt so, so, so good after a few days of camping!

Camp is so much more fun when you have
a fun daughter there.

Yes, yes, I did participate in the Stake leaders
number.....we performed "Leader Queens" to
the music of "Dancing Queens." I'm
so not a dancer....but I had a good
attitude. Be proud.

Shine On YCL's!

Home Sweet Home

Holly just getting in from the 4th year hike.

I was glad to see her in one piece!


Lucky me...I got to work with the
best of the best of the best.

Be Still My Heart

Yes, that would be Devlin
reading a story
to Chloe and Eve.
Priceless.

Same Child, New Drama

Stuck again.
This time in between the
pantry shelves
and the pantry door.
Not very fun.
But at least this time
it was easier to
get you out!
That was happy.

Miss you, buddy.

Drama in the 'Hood

The afternoon started out
pretty peacefully.
Granny picked the
lilacs and
brought a little
spring cheer into
the house.
Gavin's down for his nap,
and she hears him
quietly talking. The quiet
talking suddenly turns
into a panicky scream,
so Granny investigates.

This cute, chubby
little leg
is wedged...

...in here. {furthest
opening to the right}
Mommy comes
running, and
the two of them
try and try and try
to "unstick"
little leg, but to
no avail. No
amount of dismantling
the crib will change
the position of the slat
{or the leg.}
Daddy is called at work
and immediately
hops in car for home.
Granny and Mommy
decide to grease
up the leg.
Voila!
Leg is free!
Crying/screaming stops!
Sawing of crib slat
not needed. Whew.
Daddy arrives.
Daddy gets hero's welcome.
He deserves it.

Granny's new
best friend.

What?
Was I upset?
Was my foot turning purple?
I forgot.
Smiles have
returned.
Granny breathes.

She has a name!

Alexis Paige Bartle

{Sorry my photography
skills aren't the
greatest, and my
cropping skills
are worse, apparently.
I tried.
And gave up.}

But see that cute boy
in the background?
We are buds.
He calls me cookie.
Love it.
Love him. {And his brothers,
of course!}
We are having a great time!

Happy Granny

And who wouldn't
be happy?
A perfect baby
girl.
In case you
were wondering from
the last post,
here are the vitals:

5.16.09
2:49 p.m.
7 lbs. 13 oz.
21 inches

Mom, baby and daddy
are well.
Granny is happy.
Male siblings are awestruck.
Life is good.

P.S.
I'll let you know when she has a name.

So.....
these kids left
for the hospital
about 1:00 p.m.
(Colorado time).
I'm taking guesses
on a time of
arrival for
little
Miss Bartle!