A load of cute...

You know how your laundry pile can get so ridiculously high that the thought of trying to make even a tiny dent in it seems impossible?  That's me and this blog right now.

Because things got a little cray last week, and I just couldn't find the time to sit down for two seconds and tell you about it.  So here's the (semi) short version:

-  Grace is six months old and is pretty much sitting up on her own.  I will DEFINITELY have a full six month post soon!  (She's also probably about halfway through her DOC Band adventure!  Girlfriend's head is GROWING!)

 

- My dad was admitted to the hospital early Thursday morning.  He had been having some dizzy spells, and his cardiologist told him to head to the hospital to rule out a stroke/mini-strokes.  Thankfully, his symptoms have gone away, and all the scans were clear for a stroke (although they couldn't rule out a mini-stroke).  So he's going to follow up with his cardiologist this week and try and figure out what the heck is going on.  We'd really appreciate your prayers!

(My brother was such a trooper... he spent the night with Daddy, curled up on the super (sarcasm font) comfy couch with a hospital gown for a blanket.)

- We went out for hibachi on Saturday for Micah's best friend's birthday and had a blast.  

It was so nice to have some time with my cute guy without a certain precious little girl stealing our attention. :)

-  Speaking of our precious little girl...

shirt / leggings

I'm sorry, but how adorable is she?  Her wild little pigtails just crack me up.  I caught her snuggling with Micah on the floor yesterday and just about died.

Ridiculous, right?  

There!  I feel like I've at least folded a few metaphorical towels.  I'll try and tackle the rest of the pile soon. :)