I know, right, I'm super talented! OR those were the super easiest things to make ever in the history of ever and I can teach you if you're interested.
I wish I had more pictures. Olivia loves my aunt Kristine, or as she likes to call her aunt B. Which is not an inappropriate slang term for the B word, but yet another stage in the evolution of a decades long nick name, Beaney. If this blog makes it to posterity without blogger deleting it or turning it into straight up non sensical Chinese characters, let it be known that Olivia adored her great aunt B. And so did we! Oh, and that Olivia devoured the entire apple supply of the south east region of the state in a single weekend.
Actually I do have a hilarious story or two.
Olivia and Kristine found five dead snakes in the middle of the road and Olivia was obsessed with trying to touch them. Okay, not hilarious, disgusting.
Olivia did touch her very first horse and she will not quit reminding me about it. Mom, I touch a horse. Mom, I did. The horse may or may not have had pink eye. It is yet to be confirmed. Hands were washed in a timely fashion.
And then there is this:
My basically cousin Meg is the state Tennis champion. That is not entirely pertinent information to the story. This is her little brother Josh. She made him sit in a cardboard box in some guy's living room just to POP out when he came home to ask him to the Sadie's dance with Meg. Meg was willing to leave him there for three hours. This is not a joke. He said yes.


2 comments:
I love the turquoise skirt!
I love the Jesus picture. I am super JEAL! But sreiously, I do love the Jesus picture. I would just never say Jeal.
And 3 hours?
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