Hangin' with the Relatives

HI UNCLE MIKE!!!

THIS POST IS STILL IN PROGRESS, BUT I WANTED TO MAKE SURE YOU COULD SEE RECENT PICTURES OF ME AND ALLY. YOU SHOULD BE ABLE TO JUST CLICK ON THE PICTURES TO MAKE THEM BIGGER. I'LL FINISH UPDATING/WRITING SOON-- HOPEFULLY TODAY OR TOMORROW.


A few weekends ago Karen's Aunt Kathy and Grandma came down for a visit. Since it was a hot 100+ degrees here and a cool 90-something in Spokane, they decided to kidnap us (Ally and Karen) and take us to Spokane for 6 days.


























My brother Kevin, his wife Katie, and our Columbia River Gorge excursion. . .

Our Little Golden Girl

Hi, it's me, Karen. Yes, it's really me blogging this time and not my fabulous husband. I know it's been awhile. I still feel sick and have little tolerance for most activity, but I haven't puked in a few weeks now. Hooray! I think my body and the parasite are finally learning to coexist in a more tolerable manner. Hopefully soon Ally won't feel the need to ask her daily question, "Mommy, do you feel sick or are you happy today?"

Ally has been spending a lot of time self-entertaining: running and dancing in circles, playing dress-up, singing, "riding the bus to Nicaragua", taking care of her babies, and fetching toys while her mommy sits/lays on the couch. (And about once a week I muster up the strength to do the laundry or try to clean.) The Food Network is usually playing in the background throughout the day, but at 2 pm I have to change the channel so Ally can hear her song and watch the people.

She firmly believes this is HER SONG, so much so that I'm not even allowed to mouth the words anymore-- it belongs to Ally. Her best performances are given in the bathtub where the acoustics are better and she sings it loud and strong, but here's a cute version from this morning. I'm hoping the presence of crab goggles on her face will distract you from the greasiness of her hair.




So, to all those that care about us and that we care for deeply, thank you for being a friend. And Ariel, we still have reservations together at the nursing home 5 decades from now, right?