For those of you I failed to mention this to, we got a dog. Her name is Kenna. She's now about 9 months old. I thought she was a year or two old, but she's not. She was found tied up to the outside of the pound. She is rat terrier, just like Bijou was, and some type of sheep herding dog. She's great with the kids. She was house broken, which has been nice. She has a home outside and inside. She's spoiled already. She watches the kids like they are one of her own.
Then a picture of me and my belly. This is an active baby. Reminiscent of Eve, since Jason would move only once a day and then be lazy. He's not lazy anymore!!!!
The kids and Steve walked down the street to the golf course to watch the balloons. I, of course, was sick, but got to see them when I went outside and watched them fly over the house.
The hot air balloons come back to town. Two flew directly over our house to a point where you could say hi to the people inside of the baskets. One of them ended up landing on the street. What a sight!