Blog Book # 2...

As you may know, my goal in blogging is to print the blog into books so that the girls will have an awesome scrapbook of their lives.

I just printed book #2.

I love it!

I am so glad for my girls to have these memory books for when they are older.

Camping

The Douglases went camping this weekend at Lake Texoma.

Would you believe that Mommy didn't take any pictures until the very last day?

To sum up the camping...

Our site was awesome. Hidden back in the trees. Lots of space.

Girls loved it. Loved playing and exploring.

As you will see by the pictures, all of their clothes got so dirty that

by the last day we were very mismatched.

We fished.

We ate.

We told stories by the fire.

The first night Laina went to sleep great...but then was awake for about 2 hours in the middle of the night. Crying...wandering around the tent...crying...and playing with Nettie...who was not so agreeable to being played with in the middle of the night.

But she did go back to sleep and slept great the second night...despite it being really cold.

The second day we went canoeing, picnicking and kite flying...

Alaina and Mommy did get to canoe too. We had the whole family in there. But Laina got kind of wiggly and we cut her trip short.

And then came the picnic and kite flying. The girls LOVED it...

Audrey was an excellent kite flyer

Laina mostly ran around and squeeled.

Then Daddy rigged Laina up with her own kite...

Sisters flying kites together...even Nettie helped out.

Some picnic face...

Mommy got some excellent kite flying in as well...

And finally some silly faces on the way home.

(These faces were a result of them both wanting a bite of Daddy's ice cream cone...)

Great camping trip.

Now we are exhausted!

Sprinkler Time Again...

It's getting hot here in Texas so we decided it was time to get out the sprinkler.

Audrey ran through - or next to - on the periphery of - the sprinkler.

Laina stood next to it - out of range for the most part - and screamed.

And laughed

More fun in the sun to come...

How thankful I am to be their mother...

"I don't mind if you've got something nice to say about me
And I enjoy an accolade like the rest
You could take my picture and hang it in a gallery
Of all who's who and so-n-so's that used to be the best
At such'n'such ... it wouldn't matter much
I won't lie, it feels alright to see your name in lights
We all need an 'Atta boy' or 'Atta girl'
But in the end I'd like to hang my hat on more besides
The temporary trappings of this world

I want to leave a legacy
How will they remember me?
Did I choose to love? Did I point to You enough
To make a mark on things?
I want to leave an offering
A child of mercy and grace who
blessed your name unapologetically
And leave that kind of legacy

I don't have to look too far or too long awhile
To make a lengthly list of all that I enjoy
It's an accumulating trinket and a treasure pile
Where moth and rust, thieves and such will soon enough destroy
Not well traveled, not well read, not well-to-do or well bred
Just want to hear instead, 'Well done good and faithful one'... "