Sunday, September 28, 2008

It's been a long time!

Because of obvious reason I haven't been able to get these pics upon the blog.
Callie was very interested in this grasshopper. She kept calling it a bee and she knows that bees aren't good (meaning scary).

The week that I was put on bed rest we had an annual camping trip to Bear Lake planned. I wasn't allowed to go so Brandon loaded up the pickup and Callie and he was off. Callie had a blast with all the kids and Gama and Papa Dayton and Daddy. She loves the four wheeler which she calls "cycle bike". Her tricycle is a "bike" but anything motorized is "cycle bike".
She also had fun at the beach. The bad part about the trip is that Brandon left the bottoms of this cute swimsuit at the beach so we won't be able to reuse it unless we just use the swim diapers as the bottoms.
Brandon got this awesome owl pic.

These are some neighbor kids that have been great friends for Callie through the rough past months. Callie LOVES them!! Their mother has also been a great friend to me!! I appreciate her so much. She makes me laugh when I need it!!
Callie has learned how to push the chairs around to get up on the cabinets. I wasn't able to do much about it but I was glad that Brandon was able to catch the crime on film!! Sorry it is kinda blurry and the camera is constantly moving.


5 comments:

Jessica said...

How cute! I love all those pictures. Great picture of the owl Brandon.
I bet Callie had a great time with her Dad. I think that is great! What a cute girl!

How are you feeling?

NurseNana said...

What a character she is!!! She's growing up so fast. I hope everything is well with you. Hugs and kisses all around!
Karla

Mary Duncan said...

Cute Callie! I love her cheezy grin in the last picture! ( : Love ya! ( :

Lacey Allen said...

Darc
I hope you are doing well. We love you. xoxo

Anonymous said...

she is darling Darcie! love the first two of her!

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