
Marcella loves going to the park, and I admit, I don't go as often as I should (which reminds me, I was suppose to go today...well better luck tomorrow). She has now started doing things on her own when we go, which is nice. She loves to climb all over the place and go down the slide. Her all time favorite thing is the swings, even though they make her fall asleep every time she is in them. It's quite funny to watch.


This is in Colorado. We went there for Jon's Cousin's wedding. We drove in, went to the temple and two receptions, then drove back. It was quite a whirlwind trip with no time to spare. Jon did their wedding video. It was sooooo much fun. Marcella really enjoyed just running around all the time.

This made me really surprised. Marcella, usually, will not eat frosting, or even cake for that matter. She will look at it and say, "That makes me sick" (which comes out more like "dat me sik"). So I was amazed when she said she wanted some cake at the wedding. I thought she would take one bite and then be done, but two entire pieces later, she was still loving it. I can't say that I blame her. I still think about Christina's cake, and how much I want to eat it. It was an almond-poppyseed cake. It was sooo good. We were lucky to get to go to both receptions (She had one in Greely, CO and one in Colorado Springs) and have a lot of cake. YUM! (If anyone would like to know I am going to have it at my Birthday party in December, if I can find the recipe. Man...it was good. So if you want to try it come on over, great, only it isn't until the 19th.)

I think this is funny. The Crowthers have a lot of wildlife come into there yard, and yes there were about 5 deer there waiting for the reception to start. Only...poor Christina...It started pouring rain at 4 pm, right when the reception was scheduled to start. It didn't stop until 7pm, the end of the reception. What a coincidence.
Well I am sitting here thinking why in the world aren't you in bed., but I just can't seem to pull myself away. I just have to add a little thing, because I know I am going to forget this and then never remember to write it down to tell Marcella when she is older, so here goes. Marcella watched my mom's cat, Socks, throw up one time. it was about 2 months ago, and she still to this day remembers it in detail. When we are driving in the car she will say, "Mama?" and I will say, "What?" and she'll say "The cat threw up...like bluh bluh" (sounding more like..."Mama...cat frew up...buhk...buhk...yukky") and put her hands by her mouth to show you how it happened. What a silly girl. She'll talk about it at completely random times, and sometimes go on for 15 minutes about the cat throwing up. I can't believe she is obsessed with it. It is so funny. Have a good day!














































