Friday Night Football

Riley and I had colds, so we "camped" out in the back of the truck at Friday night's football game. Riley brought her pillows and blankets, we packed snacks for all three of us, and stayed in the truck. Very nice since it was pretty chilly. We were able to see the game, and we won, so we had a pretty good night. Ruthie was fussy, so I tried putting her to sleep at halftime, but Riley was the one that went to sleep. Ruthie finally gave up and fell asleep at the beginning of the 4th quarter. They looked so cute sleeping, and I got to enjoy the quiet for those last 15 min. of the game.

Last Friday we finally had some nice weather to play outside. The dogs wouldn't quit barking, so we "investigated" (Riley's idea) why. We found this turtle, stuck in the corner of the yard, cornered on the other side by Marley. We moved him to the front yard, where Riley got her picture taken with him. We wanted to see him move, but waited forever. When we went back outside later, he was gone, so Riley hunted again for him. We found him in the flower bed "waiting for his turtle family." Monday on the radio I heard that turtles can carry salmonella, so we probably won't be picking up any more turtles.

Rainy Day Saturday

This is what happens at our house when it rains for a week, and we can't go outside. We get bored. Riley was asking about headstands over the weekend, and Andy decided to show her how. We may never see this again, so I had to document that he could do it. Andy could do one, but Riley never got up enough to take a picture.

Where's Riley?

We rearranged Riley's room last Sunday, and she was so excited to get to sleep a different way. She piled all her "babies" in her bed before we read our stories, but when I went back in to check on her, she had flipped herself around and placed herself in the middle of them. Just the other day we were looking at a "Where's Waldo" book, and this picture reminded me of that, or the scene in "E.T."

We Have Lift-Off!

Ruthie is finally getting down the whole walking thing. Over the last 2 weeks, she's gotten a lot better and more fluid than when she was just beginning, and she doesn't like help. We were walking down the sidewalk yesterday, and she'll have nothing to do with me holding her hand. She wants to do it herself. Since she's up and around now, I had to finally go get her some new shoes, which she likes to take off and chew on. Wasn't really a problem before since we wasn't really using them, but now we're having to nip it in the bud.