Scrapbooking

This is my first attempt at scrapbooking for the girls.  I am now discovering the world of digital scrapbooking and here is my first completed page.  It's not so fancy, because the only time I can learn about photoshop is either late at night or during a short break from housework.  It's funny how "your" time totally becomes "their" time.  I wouldn't trade it for the world though. 

Old McD's playdate

LaLa and Honey were in town this weekend to help me with post op Claire.  By the way, she had ear tubes placed and an adenoidectomy last Wednesday. We are excited and hopeful that Claire will no longer be a regular in the pediatricians office.  We decided to visit Old McDonald's Farm before the Houston heat would make it miserable.  Our friends, the Marchand twins, joined us as we rode horses, petted sheep (lambs?), fed goats, and rode a choo choo train.

 

Bunny my honey

I need to start blogging right after big events.  It's been almost a month since Easter, and I'm having the hardest time recalling the funny and sweet things that happened.  Heck, I can't remember what happened this morning.  What I do remember is that the girls loved hunting eggs, soaked up attention from family and friends, chased bubbles, were ever curious (my girls were the only kids that tried to run into the Tchefuncte River at an egg hunt).  Due to an illness, we had to return to Texas early and didn't get to have our Baton Rouge Easter egg hunt.  Maybe next year.

Looking for eggs at Granny's

Policewoman Claire at a Covington park

It took Natalie 0.15 seconds to dye her fingers blue.

The Baton Rouge & Shreveport gang