Reciting and Cousin kisses

Genevieve had her dance recital on June 4th.  She had several spectators at her event.  YaYa, Trinity, and Abby slipped backstage before the show started.  I thought we might get in trouble and then I remembered we weren't in the New York City Ballet.

The little tappers entertained themselves before they went onstage.

She performed in two dances, one ballet and one tap routine.  I use those terms very loosely.  In one performance she twirled and stomped and in the second one she twirled and stomped a bit louder.

Bravo! Bravo!

Uncle Kent and Aunt Cindi were most impressed and brought her a ballerina hippo.

G and I met Robby, Meghan and Li'l Robby for lunch last weekend.

We dined at the tea room at Saks.

This was my brother's suggestion.

I'm not kidding.

He likes fanciness.

Li'l Robby continues to charm us with his inability to cry or fuss.  He just sits and smiles.

He is the most content baby I have ever seen.

He kept trying for kisses and/or licks.

Look at that grip on G's arm.

Kiss me, you fool!

They nailed it later when we sat on the couch again.

You might think I was puckering up for a kiss too.

Not so.

That's just my giant lower lip.

G's lunch was a full tea (milk) service.

Caroline's Graduation

Yoo hoo!

Party time!

Genevieve is here.

After exchanging formalities and eating some Qdoba, G headed for the cake table.  

She dined with her father and the Grove men.

G was eager for Caroline to open her gifts.

Caroline is headed to IU in the fall to study biology and chemistry, I think.

She wants to go to medical school.  

Just for perspective, here is sweet Caroline at my rehearsal dinner with her fellow flower girl Caroline.  

Time flies and I'm old.

Congratulations to Miss Caroline.  

Li'l Wellie!

We were able to make a short road trip to Pennsylvania to see our beloved Wellie over Memorial Day weekend.  G brought a bow for Wellie to continue the tradition of matching hair all weekend.

Trinity and I have to bend down to be close to Wellie! 

Wellie and G played lots of games, colored, and crocheted.  Wellie crocheted and G wound the yarn around the needle, which I guess is almost the same thing.

You know I'm a talented crafter.

My weirdo husband discovered that the nation's oldest gas station is located in Altoona.  He demanded a picture.

It is actually still a full service gas station.  I had almost forgotten what that was.  G started shrieking that "that man is doing something to our car! Stop him Daddy! What is that noise?"  I immediately had memories of Jane pulling the station wagon into the Shell station to gas up.  She would hand over her Shell card and the man would take that little contraption that clanged over the top of her card to make an imprint that she signed.

Ah, good times!

We took some pictures with a rose from Wellie's garden.

I present the newest contestants on the 2018 season of The Bachelor.

The girl in purple is bound to be crazy and cause some drama in the house.  Plus she's really big.

We loved our visit and had tearful goodbyes with Aunt Rose and Uncle Paul.

Until next time!

We love you, Wellie!

The Last Weeks of School

The end of May was so busy.  We went to see our very own softball All Star!

Caroline had a softball tournament in Columbus, so we drove down to watch her play.  

G loved it.

I was like, don't get any ideas, sister.

My rear end does not like bleachers.  

We brought our own chairs and even sat through the rain.

Caroline is quite the little athlete.  Clearly this trait came from her father.  The Hunts can barely walk.

School ended with some seriously fun days.

We had our annual Field Day in 1st grade.

I was in charge of the sidewalk chalk station.

See?

Athleticism!

My babies were really jazzed about crime scene chalk drawings.  

These children were just so adorable and sweet.

The past two years back in 1st grade have been a dream.

Some days I would look at their sweet faces looking up at me and lose focus because they were so cute.

Cheesy, but true!

I mean...exhibit A:

Exhibit B:

I took Genevieve to my school's EL picnic.

She ran around with Singo, one of my darlings.

Just for perspective, G is 4 and Singo is 7.

I'm not kidding about the size of my students!

Singo and G exchanged "notes" all year.  

I got crafty with Mother's Day projects.

I'm really bad about paint in my room.

I loathe messes, but I'm trying to get better!

We went to the zoo for a field trip on an absolutely beautiful day.  

I shed many tears on my last day.

Now we are ready for summer!