Better Make it a Double

Monday, October 6, 2008

For A Limited Time Only

Missy's she's all yours. From my phone so quality isn't the best.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Where Does She Get It??

I know this picture is posted below, but I just noticed the look on Grandpa Clinton's face and I had to laugh . . . the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree . . .

Apple Orchard - Sept. 28, 2008

They are apple girls. They love to pick them. They love to eat them. They love to throw them.

Josephine

Jennifer

Jennie says, "Enough with the pictures."

Church was really funny Sunday. The girls are getting restless and I think the whole church is totally consumed with their antics. Jennie was talking, talking, talking in her nonsensical, but sincere way. I have to try and get it on video. It's hilarious. And Josie just wants to run or throw her body every which way.

After church we went to Pizza Ranch, which is becoming all too familiar to us. Since our fridge is on the blink at Billy's and since Mom's kitchen is going through a major overhaul, and since Joni does not know how to cook, we end up at the Pizza Ranch.

And after that good time, we went to the Apple Orchard in Anita. It was so beautiful and kids, all of them, had a great time. It's out in the middle of nowhere. Down crooked gravel roads, and across from pastures laced with Oak trees. I've got a bunch of pictures of this outing, too. I'll post more later . . .

Part 5 - The Twins

15 3/4 months.

I love that top picture. I don't know why. Maybe it's because even their mother would not be able to tell who is who.

And I have no idea whose fat little foot that belongs to.

If Josie didn't have that birthmark, it's hard to tell what would have happened to us.

I love it when I get the comment from strangers that the twins "look identical." There's a good reason for that.

But they have their own look, too. Josie's face just melts my heart. She's a lot like her sister Faith. And in turn, too much like her mother. Not that we look alike, but there is a personality at work there. Fiesty and over dramatic. And my sweet, sweet little Jennie. She makes my soul smile. She's definitely ornery. She knows how to work the crowd. And those deep feeling eyes remind me so much of her Aunt Joni. Never one to get too worked up. She tolerates her sister's drama. But meanwhile, she's off creating her own . . .