My Internet Strike Is Over...

Yes, I know, it's been a long time. I get so frustrated at our internet for being slow. There's just not many options in the country. Ugg! Okay, so, I'll give a brief update on what's been going on. Emmy started 4 year old kindergarten this year at the elementary school and loves it. She celebrated her 5th birthday in December. Yes, I have a 5 year old, still can't get over that! Emmy has remained her sure and steady self, always knows what she wants and who she is and is so sweet.



Lydia, wow, I don't even know how to describe Lydia, the one word that comes to mind is firecracker! She turned 3 in January, but holds her own with Emmy. They act more like twins than being two years apart.



Then there's Rhett, who will be 1 on the 26th. Wow, from what I hear of his childhood, I have determined he is his father's son. Some might say he's Mini Jimmy. Their baby pictures are remarkably similar. That boy is into everything, you can tell where he's been because of the trail of mess that follows him. He took his first steps the other day, and I am truly scared, I can hardly keep up with him on his knees let alone his feet. He spends most of his day torturing his sisters by taking the toys they're playing with. My favorite however, was yesterday when Lydia fell asleep on the couch and he woke her up by biting her toes. Yum..I know.



Well, since I've missed half the year, here are some of the best pictures. I'll try to get over my internet snootiness and continue to update the blog.

These were taken in the Mountains this summer.





Yes, I took a giant pot outside and sat my near naked son in it. And, yes, it is the cutest picture ever!



This is right before Thanksgiving, and also right before Emmy decided to cut herself some bangs...I do not wish to relive that day!







These next few pictures are from one of my closet friend's wedding. I was the matron of honor, the girls where the flower girls, and my dad officiated the wedding. All in all, it was such a special wedding, and thankfully, also before Emmy cut herself some bangs!







This is Rhett just before Christmas.



Well, this is the best picture I could get in their Christmas outfits. Boo Hiss!

"Chickens Don't Have Hands And Dingers (Fingers)!"

I really haven't posted any funny stories recently because by the time I get to the computer, I've forgotten them all. So here's a few that I took pictures of.

Lydia: Mommy, there's been a (fingers held up symbolizing little and in a high pitched voice) little accident.
Crystal (thinking the worst possible scenario. Emmy has already broken the coffee table by shattering the glass inspiring us to get a new one) What happened Lydia?
Lydia: Follow me.
Okay, it could be a lost worse, it's just goldfish on the bathroom floor, what they were doing there, I don't know. And don't worry...all goldfish were thrown in the trash after this event.



Yesterday I told Emmy she needed to eat the rest of her sandwich if she wanted a piece of candy. She did, or so I thought. The whole time she was throwing it under the table. The little stink, she won that time, but never again!




This morning Lydia was looking at my rooster place mats...
Lydia: Look at the big chicken.
Crystal: I see, that's a daddy chicken, it's called a rooster.
Lydia: What's a baby chicken called?
Crystal: A chick, and a mommy chicken is called a hen.
Lydia: Mommy, chickens don't have hands and dingers (fingers)!
Yes, her accent is so country, that she equates hens with hands. I couldn't convince her otherwise.

Rhett's five months old today!

Our Little Gymnast

Just Because...

Happy Independence Day!

Because I Took So Many Pictures...

You would think that after a full day at the beach, you would crash in your bed until the next day, but for some reason, we always have plenty of energy for extracorricular activities. There must be something in the air (the fish smelling air that is) that makes you high on vacation and sends some extra adrenaline pumping through the veins.

The girls on a pier near our hotel. The people that were fishing were catching baby sharks everywhere. Hmm....that will make you feel safe in the ocean!

Bowling

Rhett with Jim's grandmother.



Lydia was too tired to bowl.



Emmy did a great job!

We went to Broadway at the beach to ride some kiddie rides. The girls had so much fun.

Emmy has been talking about this ride since she did it last year. It's one of those things that makes you jump real high. This year, Lydia got to do it too!

I'm including this story, because I believe the girls learned the following language from a certain uncle and future aunt. They will remain nameless because I can't prove it at this time. This conversation took place in my kitchen a few days ago. Lydia and Emmy were fighting over a toy and finally Lydia came up with this:
Lydia: Emmy! I'm gonna mack you!
Crystal: (Mack, I've never heard that word before, I wonder what she means, wait, does she mean smack?!?)
Emmy: (holding hand up) Shut It Lydia! Just Shut It!!
Crystal: (dazed and confused, yet trying to keep a stern face while figuring out what to say to this new form of communication.) Girls, that's not nice to say to each other! (yep, that's all I could come up with before turning around and laughing.)

Amazingly, I still have more pictures to post.