Wedding Dream...

The other night I dreamed I was getting married.  I had the dress on, and was headed down the aisle of a beautiful church and thinking "I"m not sure I want to do this, I'm just starting to like being single".  Dreams being what they are I was suddenly in the throes of planning my wedding (weird, I know), surrounded by friends and sisters and nieces, and still thinking I didn't really want to do it.  Then it was like the room sort of morphed into another church and I was headed down the aisle again, this time it was a smaller, plainer church, but still pretty.  This time though I REALLY started dreading the idea of getting married, just as I started looking for an escape route the room changed again.  I was preparing to walk down the aisle again, wearing a wedding dress, about to enter the chapel, having hurried conversations with family and bridesmaids and wondering why my Dad wasn't giving his traditional speech about how it's not too late to back out....and BAM!  I was headed down the aisle, this time it was kind of a country barn kind of a wedding and the groom was nowhere in sight, somehow we were getting married without him being there (I have no idea who he was, just in case you're wondering), I was beginning to panic when I woke with a start!  Hurray! 

I'm sure there's some fantastic meaning buried in all of that, tell me what your ideas are and I'll tell you what I think.  :)

Three Musketeers

My cute niece has been visiting from New York for the last 2 weeks and my favorite son left us to go live in Utah last week, so there's been a LOT of estrogen in my home lately!  Lots of silly girl stuff too...Maudie is younger than both of my girls but for some reason these three girls get along VERY well.  Sadly, I just realized I didn't get any pictures of the three of them together!  MAN...I think we need to make a trip to New York and rectify this situation!  One of the three (who shall remain nameless) really didn't want her picture taken.

This may or may not be the guilty party.

Here is one photo of all three girls...taken on the sly so not very interesting!

Anyway, the point of my story is that these girls had each other and me laughing non-stop for days!  They started calling each other Fat Lilly, Fat Erin, and Fat Maudie....they decided Skinny was an insult so they would periodically call each other Skinny Lilly, Skinny Erin, and Skinny Maudie, but then would sometimes forget which name was complimentary and which was insulting and would get all tangled up and just giggle.  They made up silly dance routines and at one point two of them came running into the living room with their shirts pulled up above their bellies to show me that they had discovered that if they belly bumped that way it made a slapping sound!  Holy cow, they crack me up!  It was hard to pry them apart in order to send Maudie home to her Mom today.

I am so glad to see my children enjoy spending time with their cousins, I know these will be lifelong friendships that will provide them with someone they can always turn to when life gets a little complicated.

Thank you Becky, for sending your babies to visit!