LET'S BACK THINGS UP A BIT.

i am a teensy bit back-logged with my pictures. and since this blog is like one giant photo album for me, i need to get them posted asap.

last week (thursday? wednesday?) we fished.

and got chigger bites, but mostly fished.

the little neighbor came over and they had a great time. it's soooo nice living on a pond. now i just want a dock and a paddle boat and i will be all set :)

real men fish with a spiderman fishing pole.

AHHHH. TOO MANY THINGS.

i need to write about branson.

i need to wrap up my march goals.

i need to figure out april goals.

i need to blog my pinterest meals!

but today i'm going to tell you about how i fell last night and it really hurt and i'm still complaining.

so.

last night, i put henry to bed and went to check on hallie's progress. she was supposed to be cleaning up her room. instead, she had emptied her bookshelfs to make "cubbies" for her "animals" so that they wouldn't be "scared." and it was really "cute" so i didn't argue with her.

instead, i grabbed her sleeping bag to put on the top shelf in her closet and stood on a cannister we use for wooden blocks. i tossed up the sleeping bag, lost my balance, grabbed clothes, anything, ANYTHING to stop my fall and fall backwards into her closet.

i managed to SNAP a wooden sign in two WITH MY BACK and break a huge glass picture frame as well. i scratched up my ankle, gashed my back and managed to break my ring toe on my right foot.

well, *i* think it's broken. dave thinks i'm being a baby. i still worked out last night, so maybe it's not but whatever.

i sat there stunned while hallie buzzed around me, all excited to help mommy. she got dave, got me a bandaid for my back, an ice pack for my foot and ordered me to rest and take it easy. she put on mary poppins and we snuggled together. so it was actually  kind of nice :)

also, dave brought home 70 boxes of these:

and also 80 rice krispie treats:

not pictured are the two huge boxes full of scotch tape, plus three boxes of painter's tape.

note: we are not cereal eats, nor are we painters.

thanks, flw for the free goodies though :) we love free!

Make It 6.

Dave and I celebrated our six year anniversary in style.

In short, we went fishing and ate Taco Hell for supper.

In long (does that work?), it was an evening that we got to hang out, the two of us, alone. A rare night indeed. We fished and talked and talked some more. Again, very rare. Usually our dicussions are peppered with pipe-ups from Princess Hallie (hello alliteration!).

But tonight, it was just us, Zoey and the fish.

So we talked.

And ate fruit snacks.


And caught fish.



And Dave rowed.






And it was lovely.

Have Cord. Will Post.

I promise.

But you see, I left it in the car. And i'm very comfortable at work right now with my space heater on and my PB bagel. So you'll have to wait until after lunch to see pictures from our anniversary.

It's worth the wait, I promise.

To help your patience, I will give you pictures from last year's anniversary. Enjoy!

Family Fish.

We went fishing last week. I don't remember the day. Maybe Wednesday? Anyway, we had a great time. We found a GOOD life jacket for Hal (the kind that will flip her face UP in the water in case she falls in trying to touch moss or something), and took to the boat to do some fishing.

And the dog followed, as you will see.

Fishing in the...Ice.

Doesn't this look so UN-fun? Don't get me wrong, I do love to fish. But not wearing eight layers of thermal clothing because it's eight below zero. Oh, and that tiny fear of FALLING THROUGH THE ICE.

These people are nuts.


(pictures taken from through the window of my warm, cozy dining room)