Hip Hip Hooray

for visitors. Grandma Stephy, Hunter, and Celine came to visit last week. I did a horrible job taking pictures but we had a great time.  We had a bonfire with friends and family. The kids got to hunt for alien eggs (glow sticks) and go on a spooky walk in the woods with Dusty. The only kid who cried and wanted nothing to do with the creepy walk was Paisley. I guess she is a wimp like her momma that way ;) Celine and Paisley danced and sang their little hearts outs everyday while my mom helped me wash and put away baby clothes and clean P's room. When I say she "helped"...I mean she DID it while I sat and pointed where things go. Hunter and Celine keep Pizzle so happy and busy that every time they leave the devastation is unbearable. We took them to the airport and she started to cry and kept asking my mom to get her out of her seat. Then, as they walked away from the car (I couldn't pull out because cars had wedged me in) she started SCREAMING...."Hunter, wait. Hunter...WAIT! Paisley go too. Celine...back. Grandma back".  It was awful. I started to tell her it was ok and not to cry and ended up just saying. I know, it hurts, it's okay to be sad for a little while and having a good cry with her. She has been telling me all week since they left that she lives in "rado" (Colorado) and then says "grandma comin', brother born". I think we are all ready for another visit! but bring grandpa next time people :)