Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Monday, August 25, 2008
Birthday at Snowbird
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Gracie's Ballet Class
Gracie started her ballet class this week. When I asked her if she wanted ballet or tap she said "Ballet. They have pink shoes and a pink dress." Her decision was made entirely upon the color and cuteness of the shoe which unquestionably made tap dancing the loser. (Trust me, I tried to push the tap but when she asked me if the tap shoes were pink I had to tell her the truth and say no. And so, she chose ballet, much to her mother's dismay.)
I wasn't able to get very good pictures this go round but will definitely try for more next class. Stay posted!
Fishing. Sort of...
Friday, July 25, 2008
Museum of Ancient Life
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
'Peter Days' aka Thursdays
All three of them are water babies so we will probably be out in the pool a lot this summer!


Athlete Maddy and Photographer Gracie
We never get to do anything!
The next part of our visit happened so quickly and was so traumatic that I didn't get any pictures. (I wouldn't want incriminating evidence anyway.)
While feeding the ducks Gracie decided to remove one of her shoes and hold it in her hand. Why? I know not. With the other hand she grabbed some duck/fish food and promptly threw both food and shoe into the water. She immediately realized what she had done and responded by screaming at the top of her lungs and running from the scene of the crime toward the parking lot. (What else can a shoe lover do when a beloved shoe is lost?) So I am trying to fish the shoe out of the yucky duck water without falling in myself and run after Grace, all with an aghast audience. (I don't like to have an audience, aghast or not!) Thankfully, Grace fell into a heap of sorrow before she reached the parking lot allowing me time to get to her. The walk back to the car seemed like forever as I carried the inconsolable Grace (still thinking her shoe is gone) and the duck water shoe (ew!!!!). Since we all must participate in the chaos, Maddy's part was to trail behind, loudly whining, (again attracting an audience), about having to leave and making sure everyone knows that she 'never gets to do anything'.

