Friday, August 08, 2008
First pumpkin of the year
This one looked orange enough to pick. I think it's a Jack-B-Little. There should be many, many more. I'm crossing my fingers that the deer don't eat them all while we're away.

Thursday, August 07, 2008
Leaving for vacation
Saturday morning. Unfortunately I'm working a nearly twelve hour day tomorrow so I'll get very little done in the way of packing. I worked about seven hours straight today getting the house in order, doing laundry, and deciding what we'll need for seven days at the beach. Since I'm the only one giving it much thought I have to get it (mostly) right. We're going to Avon, NC again, on Hatteras Island. We'll have a beach house with a pool and a hot tub. We'll be further off the beach this year but I don't think that will bother me too much. We spent most of our time in the pool last year anyway. We'll be vacationing with Noni and Popi and Uncle B's family so I hope to get lots of pictures to share. Goodness knows I have a lot of slacking to make up for.
Emma grabbed the wand as we were leaving the house yesterday. Sometimes kids are so cute without even trying. Most times, really.

Sunday, August 03, 2008
The Wedding
Emma got her basket of flowers at the rehearsal on Friday night. She wanted to "play flower girl" when we got home. We showed her how to toss the flower petals and she practiced in her room. She distributed the flower petals four times and we picked them all up four times.

Show times comes and...she totally forgot to toss the flower petals. Two out of the three flower girls did not throw a single petal from their basket. Thank goodness for the oldest flower girl or the bride might not have had a flower petal trail to help her find the altar. Not only did Emma not throw her petals, when she saw Noni and Popi and her cousins she wanted to take a right toward them instead of a left toward the altar. In this photo you can see a wedding attendee trying to point her to where she's supposed to go...(and the amusement of everyone else watching her dither)

She had a hard time holding still and being quiet during the ceremony but she was shielded from view for most of the people.

The wedding party.

The goofball who will give you one good shot before she starts her shenanigans.

The bride and groom and the minister who did the ceremony.

My family in attendance

Since Uncle B. was the one taking the pictures with my camera this turned out to be the only photo of him at all. Proof that he was there cropped from the background of a picture of someone else.