Reasons we should never get rid of Peny

Last year just after Thanksgiving Dave's brother brought a stray dog over to the house. Before seeing the dog I said "There is no way we are keeping another dog, we have already had two besides Tika that we had to get rid of we are done with big dogs." And then they brought her in. . . Almost a year later we have never regreted keeping her. She is so gentle with Emy and Emy loves her. So here is a little reminder for myself why I love Penelope Anne Miller-Barela. (Fun to note that as her name started out as Peny my habit of extending names took over. I had no idea this was actually the name of an actress.)

Also I am beginning to think that Emy and Peny have a deal going to starve Tika. Tika has a habit of bringing bites of food out onto the carpet to eat. Emy has taken to stealing Tika's food and feeding it to Peny.

However I think Tika got them back today. After Peny had eaten Tika acted like she wanted outside so naturally I opened the door for her, she ran out and then back in. So I closed the door and started to walk off. Tika again whined at the door so I went back and this time my walking by aroused Peny from a deep slumber and Peny darted out the door as soon as it was open. I turned to see that Tika had gone out but instead she had slipped into the laundry room to eat in peace. Sneaky little thing. Who knew Yorkies had such brains. Now why can't we get her to sit on command? Selective smarts. . .

Emy's favorites

I walked into Emy's bedroom the other day just before bedtime to find her reading Goodnight Moon to her Seahorse. She was holding the Seahorse with her feet.

I couldn't help post this one. It is just too funny.

Okay so this child can't just eat one piece of fruit, or anything for that matter, at a time she has to shove as much as possible into her mouth. This is her eating apple pieces.

Her new favorite place to sit. I often find her here with her silky blanket, a few stuffed animals and a book or two. Although before the baby comes we will have to explain that sitting ON the baby is not such a good idea.

After working on a sewing project in quiet for a while, I turned around to see what Emy was up to that was keeping her so quiet. She was sitting on the coach with my mantilla on her shoulders and my bible open on her lap. Very encouraging considering I had a bit of a temper tantrum myself earlier that morning. Hopefully this is a sign that she will copy the good behavior. ;)

Beach Trip '09

Last Saturday we went to the beach on the annual (maybe bi-annual?) beach trip it was our first time attending and we had a great time. Especially Emy who really got to play in the sand although at first she wasn't sure about it but she soon fell in love.

Emy loved the water especially when Dave took her out to "jump" the waves.
Cute footprints. Emy's and Daddy's

Dave decided to bury Emy up to her waist. She thought it was great.

She's throwing the sand off.

This girl can't get enough melon.

She was sitting on Daddy's back and lifted his shirt to tickle him.


Nice sunset.

Prenatal Bears Cousin

I just got back from my first prenatal appointment and although it took some trying, on the part of the wonderful midwives, I was able to hear the babies heartbeat, so sweet. Emy was with me and she thought the Doppler was a telephone attached to a remote control. After hearing the heartbeat they asked me if I "wanted" to have my blood work done this time or wait for next time. I decided to get it over with and the nurse came in with her bag of "tools" like Dr. Einstein from Arsenic and Old Lace. I laid there and squeezed the little ball, which does not relieve any stress, as she tried to draw blood from a rolling vein. I have never experienced that much pain from having my blood drawn, and in my pregnant state the slightest bit of pain brings me straight to tears. She was nice enough to stop when the vein collapsed after the second try. So I will have to try again next month.
But I have no pictures or sound clips of this visit I only tell this story to inform family and to bring me to the tears I shed over the weekend. Oh the life of a Bears fan, as my husband informed me, it's not an easy path (as if being a Cowboy fan is). But here are a few adorable pictures of a Bears fan in training. I think she is going to be great at it. As a side note the game didn't start sliding until a) we left for Gospel and b) after I put Emy to bed. As long as she was watching the game, things were good. . . not that I am superstitious or anything :).

And just to add a bit of randomosity (I think I just made that word up) here are a few pictures I couldn't help posting of Emy loving on her cousin E-Man and him loving back.

Randomness, a Hayloft, and the Apple Pie

Random pictures

So this is what happens when a child gets quiet. I was just trying to finish up my last blog when the house went silent. And I had just refilled the wipe box.

This was just too cute not to share. I was cooking dinner and Emy was in the living room with her clean sheets and blankets on the floor playing with her dolly, talking to it and everything. My heart melted!

The mountain from our back deck. It finally has snow again. I am so excited for Fall.



Hayloft Pictures

Now more to the point of the post. Dave was first planning to take a swing with Emy in arms but his better daddy judgement won out. Whew!

So she just sat on the rope and looked scared.

In the hayloft at a friends. Emy loved the hay!

The Final Pie.

And here is the finale for the last post. The pie that Emy helped me bake. I am pretty sure this is the prettiest one I have made. I almost forgot to take a picture of it so this is in the car on the way to dinner at the B.'s house.

Sorry for the random order I couldn't get the pictures to move. So I gave up and went with it. :)

Labor Day

The Park

Today, being a holiday, we were completely lazy. It was wonderful. Although Dave did a few small home projects this morning that have been waiting for some time. In the afternoon we decided to take Emy to the park. Believe it or not this is the first time we have taken her. I went with her last week but only for a few minutes and she was too tired to enjoy herself. So this time we took our time and played on all of the toys that seemed interesting. Our park has some very "modern" toys, that frankly I don't know how to use so we mostly stuck with the basics.

This is probably the strangest toy we used. You sit the kid in and then spin it. Fun for a few turns but too much and you are in trouble!

Swinging with mom

And with dad too. She's happy here, it's a little hard to tell but she's laughing.

The slide was funny, she would hold onto the side rails if we let go of her and slide down hugging the sides of the slide. But I think she enjoyed it anyway.

After this we went for a walk down to the coffee shop which, it turns out, is closed on Labor Day. So I had to go without my fancy hot chocolate.

APPLE PIE

After our walk and a nap from Emy. I started making an Apple Pie. Emy of course wanted to help. She kept trying to add potatoes or half eaten apple slices.

Thanks for stopping in. . .

A few random notes from the first week in September

Here is Emy being pulled in a sled by her cousin Lulu at my sister's place.
Emy dressed herself today. Not a bad job really.

Telling me how old she is.

Going shopping with mom's purse.

Random pictures of Emy I

Most of these pictures were taken while we were getting the yard ready for the wedding.

Not sure what she has here but she thinks it's funny. Probably a rock.

Checking her schedule. Yes I am free for lunch on Thursday.

After eating the blueberries out of this bowl she decided it was perfect for drinking her water.

Emy and her Dog, Peny. They both look so tough in this picture.

On my title

So you may be wondering why I decided to call my blog "And so that's what she did. . ." Well this comes from my Great Grandma (She is second from the right in the photo). She suffered from Alzheimer's and in her last days she would tell stories that made no sense or were incoherent but every one of them ended with "And so that's what she did. . ." or "And so that's what she said. . . " And while I wasn't around (alive just not in town) to hear any of these stories, they are my favorite to hear from my Grandma. So I decided to title my blog in memory of My Great Grandma, Lillian Lucille Coney. . . "and so that's what she did."

(5 Generation Photo, R-L, "Grandma" Darlene Perez, "Grandma" Lillian Coney, "Granny" Violet Heldt, "Grandma" Cora Carrell[or Bates] and the baby is my mom Shirlene Prestidge)