girlie camp

YW Girls' Camp = p.h.e.n.o.m.e.n.a.l.

I don't even know where to start...

We spent our days tubing, kayaking, swimming, sweating, certifying, repelling, avoiding spiders, hiking, sleeping, playing, and a little more sweating!

Our nights were filled with MarioKart skits, inspiration, motivation, giggling, star gazing, how-we-met stories, avoiding spiders and more giggling.

I don't know that we could have had a hotter (temperature well over 90 degrees) or a more humid (also over 90%) week, yet we all survived.

I can't even begin to say how grateful I am for the youth I work with. They were by far the best behaved, most respectful, cheeriest, eager to help, kind and fun. I'm not just saying that because they're "my girls" but because it was the truth! We didn't have a single problem with any of our girls. I think any and all leaders/adults would agree they were awesome!

The leaders were clearly fearless...
And the girls were daring (and freakin' adorable!)...
The best part is, I finally feel like I am influencing them for the better...

Thank you, thank you, thank you to Grandma H for watching Hazel all week so that I could spend the week with my girlies.

a big realization.

you're now "daddy".

and the best one ever!

Fifteen Months

24.5 pounds (75%)
30.5 inches (50%)

She's a growin'!

she's got leggggs...

...and she knows how to use them!

First steps - June 15...it just took a few days to catch it on video.

hands + plaster = disaster

At some point in Hazel's life she will ask us "where are MY baby handprints?". It seems that everyone has them. I would like her to know why her hands are missing... (unfortunately we needed "all hands on deck" while attempting to document) this would be the post-hand imprint situation.
The botched attempt didn't seem to bother Hazel, as she insisted on crawling into the sink to clean up. I don't know why she wanted to jump into the smaller basin, the other side of the sink would have felt like a jacuzzi compared to her cramped quarters! It was so funny watching her try to drink out of the sprayer.
I now understand why my little hands, nicely painted bronze, were made when I was 5!

We'll try again...later.

say cheese!

It never fails, if I leave Seth home alone with peach pit, I am guaranteed some great pictures.

But at some point, the girl says no more!

giddyup

Last year, we saw Brooks & Dunn on base. We paid good money for our tickets.  It's general admission, and we ended up on the grass behind a bunch of chairs (we just had a blanket), we couldn't take any food or drink in with us and we were surrounded by rowdy (um, rowdy = drunk) cowboys.  

This year, when we heard Toby Keith was coming, we got smart.  We scored "private" seating, all of the refreshments you can pack in,  an perfect view, and good company.  

And the cost?  Ah, that's my little secret.

Ryan and Joan joined us on our little adventure.

Um, is that a semi behind us?  Why, yes it is!

There's the man, (he's the little white speck towards the right), don't mind the uh, fence in the foreground!

It was so much fun.  I'm glad our little "plan" worked out!  If you want to join us next year, put in your reservation early, seating in our section is limited!

PS- we spotted this in the parking lot before the concert. 
It reminded us of the days we would park my corolla under Eric's truck.

exhausted.

I think all of the wedding excitement finally caught up with Hazel.  

Sleeping in the stroller n.e.v.e.r happens.  

Straight to the crib without even a whimper.

(sorry- phone pictures)