(Apologies for the crazy formatting on this post... I'm too tired to fight with it.)
This is the number that greeted us when we rolled into Vegas. Definitely a warm welcome.
These two are in town. Everyone had better clean up their act. It is Vegas, afterall, and it's sure to be a lot safer now.
We stayed at a nearby hotel for a couple days while the rest of our household goods arrived. Sweet P was all mixed up with more transitions, therefore, naps did not go well. At all. And that is a horrible understatement. So it was no surpise she fell asleep during Bible time and bedtime stories.
Our arrival in Vegas was a few days before America's birthday. We scouted out a good parade and found the jackpot. I dare say it was the best parade I have seen, aside from missing a jet flyover! The people of Summerlin sure know how to put on a parade. However, too many parade attenders confused me. Why attend a patriotic parade and yet fail to put your hand on your heart or stand for the flag presentation? For real, people, you should just stay home. What was angering were the people who didn't bother to stand and applaud the blue and gold star families as they passed. The faces they carried are the reason you can attend a parade in the first place. Let's show a little patriotism and thanks for our military members.
(Deep breath.) Off my soap box to resume regularly scheduled blogging.
Here were my little patriots:
Early, early morning entertainment out on the "dock." A word to the wise: if you are going to move with children, move east. The time change going west is awful on parents who stay up late unpacking.
Sweet P found this puzzle in one box and proceeded to assemble it time after time after time ... day after day after day. She is still asking for Elmo. When we visited the orphanage, there weren't toys that contained pieces, so I think she's reveling in this new found freedom! Other new (and annoyingly messy) toys are Lite Brite and all the play dishes and foods.
She also enjoys playing with the letter magnets, mostly lining them up in rows. One day I looked over as she was at work and saw this:
I think she's not letting on truly how much she knows. :)
Peanut saved up $10.00 to buy a bigger bike with Daddy, and I wasn't too surprised when they brought home a princess bike! She was so excited to choose one and then show off for us riding around the neighborhood.
She also started dance for the first time ever and is loving it. I am not sure quite how much she is learning, but most of the fun is the anticipation and dressing up.
She is about as flexible as her mom on this move!
This little one is obsessed with pockets as of late. One day K met me after a doctor appt and had gotten the kids ready. Sweet P had on a cute dress but later I discovered she had pulled on shorts too, just so she would have pockets! She has yet to fill them up but always wants to have some on her body. Funny girl. Here she is proudly displaying her pockets.
A rare morning we made it out to eat breakfast while it was still semi-cool. Oh, how I look forward to winter here!
I walked in on this scene and asked what was going on... Peanut informed me she was the princess and (note the crossed arms and firm looks) the other two were her advisors. It's clear who is running the show.
... and the big finish! I'll bet you get a laugh. Drive-in movie night laundry-basket-style.
(If I know you and you're not some random blog stalker...) You are welcome to visit us! We have plenty of room for you and, if you can handle the constant chatter of three littles, we'd love visitors! Blessings, angela