Saturday, April 14, 2012

Ellee's first haircut!

We finally broke down and took Ellee in for her first haircut.  Well, really it was a trim.  I was not willing to have anymore than 2 inches taken off!  But, I'm glad we did because her hair looks so much healthier now!

She told us she wanted to get it cut, but once she was in the chair she wasn't really a fan. :)  Here are the pics!
Before
 Getting her hair wet.  You can tell she's not a fan!
 The first snip


 Getting her hair dried! :)



Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Ellee's listening skills

Ok, yes I realize I have been MIA again! Sorry about that! ;)

However,I thought this was worth making the effort to blog about!

Saturday evening Ellee was having some trouble listening. We were sitting at the dinner table and she was putting her fork in her cup of milk. After repeatedly asking her to stop we asked her, "Ellee where are your listening skills?" To which she replied without missing a beat, "They're at Grandmom's house."

Shayne and I could not stop laughing! Where does she come up with these things?? She is ALWAYS making us laugh!

So today, when I dropped her off at my Mom's, Ellee's "listening skills" were waiting at the door for her! So stinking funny! I love my mom!!! :)

Thursday, February 9, 2012

Remembering my Dad, Day 9

I remember his warm hugs and big smiles.  Whenever I needed him he was there.  I remember his positive outlook on life.  He was always full of encouragement!  He was always there to support me in whatever I wanted to do.  I remember the nicknames he gave my brother, sisters and me.  They always made me smile and still make me smile when I think of him calling us by them.  He was so proud of all his kids and I know he still is.  I take comfort in knowing he is watching over us!  

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Remembering my Dad, Day 8

I remember he was a hard worker.  He would go to work everyday and hardly ever called in sick.  He was very dedicated to his career, working at the same job for over 30 years.  He loved his job and worked really hard to support his family so my mom could stay home with us kids.
If he wasn't at work he would be working around the house, on whatever needed to be done.  He could fix pretty much everything.  I remember his rough, strong hands from doing the things he loved.
He had his own tree business where he would climb, limb and cut down trees.  That was one of his many hobbies and he loved every minute of it.  It broke his heart when he had to give that up.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Remembering my Dad, Day 7


I remember my Dad was very involved in the community.  He volunteered and knew everyone.  Anywhere we went he was running into someone he knew.
He would help anyone in need with out expecting anything in return.  He loved to serve.

Monday, February 6, 2012

Remembering my Dad, Day 6


I remember he loved living and working our farm.  It was his dream for many years to have a big piece of property where he could have any animal he wanted.  We had, cows, chickens, pigs, horses, turkeys, sheep, goats, ducks, dogs, cats.  The list goes on, we had a farm.  And he loved to be outside with all the animals.
I remember he loved to garden.  Every year he would have a huge garden.  We would always complain because he wanted us to help weed it.  Now I wish I had spent more time out there weeding with him.  He would give all the fresh veggies away to anyone who wanted them.
He loved his farm.

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Remembering my Dad, Day 5


I remember his love of ice-cream.  He would have a huge bowl of ice-cream every night.  We would get him to give us bites! {Maybe that's why he would always make himself such a big bowl. : )}
I remember for every birthday and holiday he would make his famous home-made ice-cream.  We loved to stand outside and watch him while he made it.  His ice-cream was the best!  Everyone loved his ice-cream!
I remember his Donald Duck impression.  He was always making us laugh with it.
I remember his whistling.  He was always whistling.  He could whistle any song and his favorites to whistle were old hymns he would hear on Sunday.
I remember tractor rides.  One year when it snowed he made a make shift sled and towed us and our friends around behind the tractor.  Our Dad was so much fun!