Monday, August 25, 2008

Back to school.

Sarriah and Parker started school this morning. I cant believe I have a 1st and 2nd grader. They are so excited to be starting this new year. They have really great teachers this year, so we are expecting great things. They looked so cute this morning.

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Ready, Aim, PAINTBALL!!!!!!

Trav, Micah, Gann and I all went paintballing last sat. I was terrified to go because the last time I paintballed I was left with scares! This time was a blast. We ran around in the mud all day. I got to watch the boys be tactical army men/Rambo. I was only shot 3 times and none of them left a mark. I was also chicken hidding behind EVERYTHING. The boys however were not so lucky. The were brutal to each other playing last man standing. I guess boys will be boys.

No more training wheels!!!!!!!


Sarriah is on 2 wheels now! It only took a box of bandaids before she got it. She was having steering issues at first and a few parked cars jumped out and hit her, but she has it now and I am so proud of her for sticking with it, even though I wouldnt let her quit just because she was afraid. She is so excited that she is doing it and no longer wants to sell her bike.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Heidelberg Zoo



We took our good friends the Sulfiti's and Julie to the zoo. We saw very active gorillas. One of them jumped at the glass while I was taking a picture, scared me to death!!!! Sarriah and Parker love the zoo. We could spend everyday of the year at the zoo and they would never get bored. I keep telling them we dont need to go to the zoo because I have my own monkeys at home.

Aqua Dome.

Summer wouldnt be summer without a day at the pool
Photobucket Me and the kids
Photobucket Me and my guy
Photobucket me and my girl
Photobucket Ash, P man, And Riah.

Saturday, August 16, 2008

8 Years and counting!



Trav and I celebrated our 8th wedding anniversary!

Dachau




My friend Cathryn and I took a day trip to Dachau concentration
Camp. There isnt a lot you can say after going through one of these
memorials. Its hard to keep dry eyes. One cant imagine what it was really like to live, or to work at these camps. I say work because I wonder if they knew how wrong it was and were to scared to say, or if they believed in what they were doing. I'm greatful that I was able to do this, but as long as I live I dont think I will ever understand it.