Tuesday, September 30, 2008
5 minutes or less...
In college, I took an athletic training class - the main thing I remember learning is how to tape ankles, knees, wrists, etc. I'm sure there was more to it, but it wasn't as fun as taping up my classmates! For the final, I had to be able to tape an ankle in 5 minutes or less, and Dave and I have joked about that many times over the years. I never thought I'd need that knowledge, and I have considered it a useless skill of mine ... until Saturday. Erica sprained her ankle last week and wanted to play in her soccer game even though it was a bit sore, so I brought out that piece of "useless" info, and did this:
It doesn't look very pretty, but this is what it looked like after the game. I doubt it was done in 5 minutes, and I'm pretty sure I used too much tape, but Erica said it felt great and wants me to do it for her again!
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Our Ballerina
Monday, September 15, 2008
Hokie Football
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Sweet dreams...
I woke up at 4:15 this morning to the sound of Jenna yelling my name. It sounded like an emergency, so I jumped out of bed, stepped on the dog, and stumbled to her room ... expecting to find something wrong. When I got to her bed, she looked fine, she sounded fine, and she said she felt fine. So I asked her, "Why did you call Mommy?" She said, "I want another cookie!" I mumbled something like "I'll make cookies tomorrow", to which she said, "I just had one now and I want another one." I told her OK, that I loved her and that she needed to go back to sleep - which she promptly did. Eating cookies in your sleep ... that brings new meaning to the term "sweet dreams"!
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Farewell, sweet B.J.!
While I still have tears in my eyes thinking about it, we are starting to be able to laugh about some of his antics. We still wonder how a dog that weighed 100+ pounds could squeeze under a chain-link fence - he never dug a hole, just squeezed right under when he wanted to visit a friend or go swimming in the pond. We still laugh that while he could barely go up and down stairs, he could still climb up and get food off the kitchen table. I smile thinking of all the times he went swimming, and how Kadie would climb on his back when she got tired. How when he got lost in the woods he'd just run faster and faster - usually in the wrong direction. When he drank, more water dripped on the floor than landed in his mouth. And we'll always laugh when we remember him falling in the toilet as a puppy!
B.J. (aka Bubba) lived for 2 things - food and attention! He was a sweet, gentle giant - a real companion to Dave, me and the kids (and Papa). It is with sad hearts that we wish B.J. farewell ... but we feel very blessed to have had 12 1/2 years of his companionship!
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Nags Head Family Vacation 2008
Friday, August 8, 2008
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