A rainy day at the zoo...

Last Monday the forecast called for only 10 percent chance of rain until well after the girls would be napping, or at least I thought that was what I read.  Instead it was 100 percent raining minutes after we arrived at the zoo.  Go figure.  We made the most of it walking through the Gorilla exhibit and the Aquarium.  We were one of the few folks who had umbrellas, thanks to the hubs.  We still were soaked but not drenched;)  Fun times! 

The Safety Expo

Two weekends ago we headed out on Saturday with our pals Liz, Ian, & Rhys to the Safety Expo here in Omaha.  There were fire trucks, heli-copters, a police horse, animal control with a dog to pet, and a ginormous blow up fire-man.  We walked around for a bit and then headed inside the mall to eat and walk some more.  The safety expo was alright but could have been more exciting if they had some better kids activities.   It was definately fun to hang with our pals that we don't see enough.    

Sister Moons...

These two wee ones are quite the pair.   Harper is definately the boss in the relationship but Liv keeps up with her loud demands and her rough and tumble play. On this particular outing they were so sweet with each other.   Holding hands, chasing, and looking out for one another.  I love that they have each other and it is amazing to watch their sisterhood grow.   

"that dad"...

"that dad" (as I often say to the girls) pretty much rocks this world.  Although "stay at home dad" wasn't his "calling" in life, (so he says;) he has done an extraordinary job at teaching and nurturing our girls.  Parenting is tough work and "that dad" is a hard worker.  "That dad" is equally as amazing as my husband.  He gets me, loves me unconditionally, and is one of my rocks in this world.  Thanks for being you!      

G-ma D...

I may write the same words over and over again about the people in my life on this blog. Truth be told, we are one lucky family.  From every aspect of  life, we are blessed.  The people in our life are amazing and I can't repeat enough how special they are to us.  I want my kids to read this years and years from now and remember the relationships they had, even at a small age.  I have a TERRIBLE memory and documenting is my way of connecting to my thoughts and my life. 

This woman pictured above rocks.  She is a rock.  She is one of my rocks.  She is the constant to my madness.  She is a teacher.  She is my teacher.  She is my daughters' teacher.  She is a listener.  She is my listener.  She is my daughters' listener.  She cares so much about her family and their well being that she will go miles and miles through it all WITH you.  She stands by you.  She stands by me.  She stands by my daughters' and my husband.  She stands by her family (all of us).  That is powerful and for all of that I am grateful!