My Somewhere
We all have to start somewhere, and this is mine. How absolutely amazing to create and share all of the memories, happenings and celebrations that take place within our circle. Our family is enveloped of many things. Dad works insane hours to support a family of seven with almost no complaints. Mom plays the role of the ultimate multi-task manager. Our two teenage girls perceive every event in life as some sort of trauma. The two little men in our house are capable of imagining and carrying out almost any kind of mischevious adventure. And our new wee little one has managed, for a while, to turn our house completely upside down! But through all the constant craziness, we are somehow still able to pull together, support one another, and love eachother through anything that's thrown our way. This is what love for seven is all about.
The big night finally arrived. For weeks all we have been hearing about, and preparing for, was the 9th grade night dance. McKilee has been so excited! Me on the other hand, exhausted. DRAMA DRAMA DRAMA!!!! We found a dress that she fell in love with. After a few alterations(thanks Jenny) it was wearable. I made a flower for her hair and some pearl bracelets. Her ensemble came together beautifully. It was almost as beautiful as her.
"Who said being beautiful isn't hard work?"
"Thanks Ashley for my beautiful hair do!"
"OK already mom, enough pictures!"
"Me and a few of my BFF's"
"Yah, I know your checkin' me out!"
"Bye now mom, go home, I'll be fine!"
3 comments:
jeeze mom why did you have to put that wierd picture of me smiling on there!!! i dont even look like that!! But the dance really was SO much fun. And i wasnt that bad having you there some of the time. It was actually kinda fun! Thanks mom you're awesome!
She looks so beautiful..and all grown up. It kind of brought a tear to my eye. I remember when she was born like it was a couple of months ago. You'd better start making plans for the wedding. I'd be happy to help:)
Mckilee, you are gorgeous! Wowzers.
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