The plan for today is to snap some We-Just-Moved-In-So-Its-Still-A-Work-In-Progress-Home-Tour pictures, but first, I have to straighten this place up and keep the kids from undoing ALL THE THINGS just long enough for me to get a decent image. THIS IS MUCH HARDER THAN IT SOUNDS.
When I went to clear some space on my media card, I found a whole host of photos from our Fourth of July Party that cousin Tess snapped while I was busy stuffing my face with pizza.
A party, you ask?
Why yes.
We had been moved in for all of about 5 days when someone asked “So what should I bring to the 4th of July Party?”
“Excuse me?”
“Andy said you guys were having a party.”
“Right. Of course. We’ve been here a whopping five days. Makes total sense.”
But that’s the beauty of Real Life.
I’ll be straightening up my house for my blog photos, but in Real Life, friends celebrate and laugh with you, and they don’t even care if there are cardboard boxes in every corner of every room.
This girl has been THRIVING in this new house. I have a whole blog post brewing in my head about it, but the changes in her have been downright jaw dropping. I don’t know if it’s coincidental, and she would have made the same advances at the old house, but it’s just been astounding either way.
We’re super Klassy people.
Abbie and Ryley even got to have a friend over.
And this FOURTEEN WEEK OLD mastiff named Harley came too.
Every single person fell in love with him. He’s going to be HUGE. And I want him.
Except he drools. And I can’t hang with drool.
I’m so glad Tess forced us to take a family photo. I’m terrible about remembering to get us all together in one shot.
Big cousins who have been a staple around here are moving next month to the lousy East Coast.
As in, New York and Massachusetts. For dumb school. Masters degrees and such.
LAME.
Because where in cold, dreary, east coast will you find a group of kids who will BREAK. IT. DOWN. when someone yells “DANCE PARTY!!!!”
Nowhere.
That’s where.
YOU GIRLS HAD BETTER COME BACK. If you find a boy to marry out there, under no uncertain terms are you to consider not coming back. Understood?
This girl.
Uncles came too.
Look at all those blonde people. I guess that’s where Jill gets it.
Weird.
Everyone hung out.
It wasn’t fancy.
Not a single decoration was set.
Paper plates were plain white and a roll of paper towels served as napkins.
I’m glad Andy invited people.
Because Real Life is where its at.
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can’t wait to see the new house! And that picture of jelly on the trampoline with her fingers in her mouth… The cutest! So happy to see God is pouring life out on her! Praying and believing for more and more!
Uh and by jelly I of course mean Jilly :)
Oh my goodness, I CAN SEE THE CHANGE IN JILLY!!!!!!!!! She looks so much perkier and confident! Love love love love love it!