Our Yard

My knowledge regarding flowers is limited to knowing that they are beautiful. I am fortunate to have a Hubby that enjoys planting and working in the yard. Moreover, he enjoys sharing his time and knowledge with Emily. Here are some pictures of some of their hard work:



Hartford was trimming the tree in our front yard and this is Emily being helpful and strong:

Missy Cat

Missy Cat is one of the family and has been for many years.
She is so cuddly and precious.
And she doesn't appreciate little chipmunks jumping out at her Daddy so she hunted it down Saturday morning and made sure that Hartford, Emily and I saw what a good hunter she is.

The Uninvited House Guest

Hartford came home yesterday from a conference and went upstairs to change his clothes. Since Missy cat was eager to see him, she was under his feet trying to get some attention from him. As Hartford opened his bottom chest drawer and grabbed a pair of shorts a chipmunk jumped out at him. Startled, Hartford jumped back and scared Missy cat. Hartford swiftly swatted the chipmunk into the bathroom with his shorts. Hartford then swung around, grabbed a confused Missy cat and threw her in the bathroom with the chipmunk. Missy was stunned at first, however in mid-air she spotted the chipmunk and landed in an attack pose. Hartford closed the door and ran to the garage and got his work gloves and Emily's Scooby-Doo fishing net. When he returned to face the intruder, Missy cat had it trapped behind the toilet. After a while they were able to capture the chipmunk and Hartford released it outside and Missy cat followed behind it.

Emily and I hadn't made it home yet. I count that as a blessing. Heck, if it had jumped out at me, it would have probably been the the end of me.

Later, Emily decided she wanted a cookie after supper. Well, she hide the cookie. Then after supper, she couldn't find it. Hartford convinced her that the chipmunk must have returned and stole her cookie.

I'm not thrilled at all that critters like our home. Over the weekend Hartford spotted the chipmunk getting near the house and he told me that he hoped that it didn't get under the house. Well, I think Missy cat will need to go under the house ever so often to make sure this doesn't happen again.

New Game

Emily has a new favorite game:
UNO
Is this her victory or defeated face? Who knows. It's fun regardless.

Stone Mountain Park

On Saturday the bank had their picnic and the mortgage division was invited. It was held at Stone Mountain Park. The tickets included free parking and free admission to most of the attractions. Hartford and I hadn't been there since way before Emily came along. It has really changed adding many new attractions including a barn with foam balls, mini golf, a little town with glass blowing and a black smith shop and much more. Thank goodness we didn't hike the mountain this time. We rode the cable cars.
Hartford and I will miss winning the parent of the year award for letting Emily eat cotton candy for her dinner.
The bank provided inflatables. I laughed so hard at them fighting that I was even a sight to watch.

Totally hooked

I am totally hooked without a doubt to blogging. Thank you Mo from Mo' Joy blog spot who encouraged her readers by raving about the enjoyment and ease of blogging.

I dearly love to scrapbook. However, I don't journal near enough. A lot of times when I finally get time to scrapbook, I have already forgotten the small details.

Also, with this blog I can add pictures and stories that I won't be adding to my scrapbook, i.e. the pancake story. But, now I just may re-think the way I scrapbook and step it up a notch or two.

No doubt about it, I take more pictures now.

Again, thanks Mo.

Too smart for her own good.

On Friday May the 2ND at 11:43am, the following message was sent to my e-mail at work from Emily's teacher:

Yesterday, Emily had a note that went home about not being honest and her not completing her work so that she could have more play time. She returned the note signed by her. She confessed that she signed the note once I told her that I was going to email you to make sure that you saw the note. I will send it home today in an envelope.

I was mad! However, I couldn't stop laughing because she had signed it. My mind wondered all day what name she wrote on it, Mom, Dad, or Emily? I didn't think we would have to face this until she was older and knew how to spell and write in cursive. I have to give her credit for being too smart for her own good.

Immediately, I called Hartford to let him know that we were going to have to figure out what to do. He told me that he would call me back.

When he called back he told me how he wanted to punish her and I added how I wanted to punish her and we agreed that everything we had stated would be her punishment. Since she is a doll baby most of the time, she rarely gets punished. However, she is one of those kids that when she needs punishment, it has to be memorable or she doesn't get the point. There was only one thing in her punishment that made an impact and that was throwing away her candy stash. She had candy in her stash that was probably more than a year old. It was so stale that it really needed to be thrown out anyway. She just likes the idea of having a stash of candy but she only ate a piece of it ever now and then and she always asked us first if she could have a piece. I've never known a child that took three days to eat a sucker. She amazes me.

Anyway...when I got home I wanted to see the note that she signed. At the first glance it looked like a bunch of letters just written down. Since this didn't make any sense, I studied and studied it. It finally occurred to me that it said, Ms. Susan. She wrote a M a backward s and then a period. Then she wrote cucon.

I think that she has learned or at least I hope that she has learned a valuable lesson in right and wrong. I conclude that we shouldn't have skipped church last Sunday.