Back to the Future

Grandpa Randy was in Arizona for an old-time shoot out event. We were lucky enough to see him a couple of times while he was in the neighborhood. It was like Back to the Future III. The old west meets fifth wheels and custom motor homes. Noelle even got to meet a real life cowgirl.

Hot Pants

I just read a great post on The Apron Stage about conforming and matching and some other things that rang true to my spirit. Then just after I finished reading that entry Noelle walked in the office wearing this.
She loves to wear anything that she deems beautiful or fun. The night we picked up Reggie she was wearing a different swimsuit that looked like a ballerina get up with tutu and all, same boots. Boo and I agreed she looked like Ladybug Girl. I sometimes have to roll my eyes and remember she's only three and not for very much longer, which is why I don't mind if Cinderella is my shopping partner.

Sixteen Tons and What Do You Get?

You get to drive one of these things and load another twelve tons. This is what's left of the second load of rocks for our yard. 28 tons total.Boo's shoulders barely fit in the cage. It was a small little machine, just 36" wide so that it would fit through our gate. But as you can see Boo can manage anything with those huge muscles.
He's so tough. Here's a sneak peak at the progress of the back yard. Thanks to the rain on Saturday it hasn't changed much except that its a muddy mess still and my flip flops got stuck in the mud.

Weekend with JW

This little guy wasn't sure what planet he'd landed on after meeting these crazies.

For Better or For Worse

Hopefully for the better, we'd like to introduce you to Reggie. He's the newest member of Team Albertsen.Prince Reginald

Also, here is a sneak peak at the progress of the back yard. Its coming right along. Noelle does a really good job of wearing this poor guy out. Now only if we can teach him that Sydney's fingers are not sausages.

Two Feet

The other day while helping Noelle put on some pants, she kept telling me that she was four inches tall. I tried to correct her by saying four feet*. She looked at me confused and said, "I only have two feet."

*Clearly she isn't actually four feet tall, but its closer to accuracy than four inches.