I arrived at Matthew's and Kim's home the day that Mom and Baby came home from the hospital, so I was able to see both these radiant women, along with Brooke's sisters. I've already posted some of the best shots, but here's few more.
As mentioned before, I arose early the next morning and went to the airport, making sure all the radar cameras on Phoenix's freeways didn't nab me, and flew to Aunt Jean's funeral. Again, some photos have already been posted.
The beautiful flower arrangement my mother sent on behalf of our family.
Andy, David and Cynthia. It was cold.
Barbara (Jean's daughter), Steve's sisters, Uncle Steve, Mother and someone I don't know.
The Rughs pose for a shot.
Here's a snap of some of us--the other shot didn't turn out very well (sorry).
We all loved Jenna's shoes and stockings. I hope she's healing well from her snowboard accident the next weekend--you'll be back in those shoes in no time, Jenna.
I spent the night at Susan's, then Sunday morning I flew back to Phoenix and to Matthew's home. Brooke peered at me while lying on the quilt I made for her.
Emilee and Brooke.
Last year, Matthew and Kim enlarged their patio (it used to stop at the pillars). I can see why--the girls need riding room.
Megan paused long enough to say hi.
Apparently one of their favorite things is to sit and have their Dad bounce them high on their trampoline. He obliged and they squealed and giggled.
I love seeing how high Emilee went in the air.
The next morning (there seems to be a pattern here) I drove up to Barbara's house.
A first little smile from Madilyn, right in the door.
Keagan and Riley do their poses after getting out of the bath that night.
One day Keagan got to choose prizes out of her teacher's grab bag box. Barbara's decided it is all cast-offs from other families, but I love the way these little treasures are recycled. Keagan chose a Statue of Liberty foam crown and a faux camping lantern, that lit up with teeny LED lights. So they had to go outside and "build" a campfire, making a lovely circle of rocks, and piling the center with found sticks. She and Riley have had some good training, I'd say.
This baby has a very expressive face.
Keagan and Maddy.
Riley thinks Maddy's stomach is a surface waiting to be decorated. He obliged, with stickers from their drive-thru meal.
Or, perhaps she'll hold whatever he has locally. Sometimes she's "holding" trucks. Today, since we're sewing, she's holding extra spools of thread.
Barbara and her baby.
The next morning Barbara had teacher-parent conference, so Keagan and I roamed the hallways near her classroom. She pointed out her picture of a warrior from Africa. I loved the hearts decorating the skirt of this fierce apparition.
For Valentine's Day, each family made a heart telling the child why they loved them, and the child made a heart telling why they loved their family as well. This is Keagan's set.
In the fall, Barbara was industrious with her Cricut machine, making "popcorn words" (words that the children should know by sight, or something like that) for this classroom.
Another day I picked up Keagan and it was hailing. She said she needed my umbrella.
We sewed and sewed--good because it keeps Barbara sitting down quietly, resting. I'd brought up some scraps and we started with these little gypsy skirts. Here's Maddy's.
Keagan models hers while I hold Maddy's.
And then it was time to leave and go home. Friday I drove out to the sight of frosted trees . . .
. . . ending in the greened-up desert. I love the long underline of a red train. I cried nearly the whole way home, wondering about how Barbara was going to make it...but I knew she would.
Welcome home!
As mentioned before, I arose early the next morning and went to the airport, making sure all the radar cameras on Phoenix's freeways didn't nab me, and flew to Aunt Jean's funeral. Again, some photos have already been posted.
The beautiful flower arrangement my mother sent on behalf of our family.
Andy, David and Cynthia. It was cold.
Barbara (Jean's daughter), Steve's sisters, Uncle Steve, Mother and someone I don't know.
The Rughs pose for a shot.
Here's a snap of some of us--the other shot didn't turn out very well (sorry).
We all loved Jenna's shoes and stockings. I hope she's healing well from her snowboard accident the next weekend--you'll be back in those shoes in no time, Jenna.
I spent the night at Susan's, then Sunday morning I flew back to Phoenix and to Matthew's home. Brooke peered at me while lying on the quilt I made for her.
Emilee and Brooke.
Last year, Matthew and Kim enlarged their patio (it used to stop at the pillars). I can see why--the girls need riding room.
Megan paused long enough to say hi.
Apparently one of their favorite things is to sit and have their Dad bounce them high on their trampoline. He obliged and they squealed and giggled.
I love seeing how high Emilee went in the air.
The next morning (there seems to be a pattern here) I drove up to Barbara's house.
A first little smile from Madilyn, right in the door.
Keagan and Riley do their poses after getting out of the bath that night.
One day Keagan got to choose prizes out of her teacher's grab bag box. Barbara's decided it is all cast-offs from other families, but I love the way these little treasures are recycled. Keagan chose a Statue of Liberty foam crown and a faux camping lantern, that lit up with teeny LED lights. So they had to go outside and "build" a campfire, making a lovely circle of rocks, and piling the center with found sticks. She and Riley have had some good training, I'd say.
This baby has a very expressive face.
Keagan and Maddy.
Riley thinks Maddy's stomach is a surface waiting to be decorated. He obliged, with stickers from their drive-thru meal.
Or, perhaps she'll hold whatever he has locally. Sometimes she's "holding" trucks. Today, since we're sewing, she's holding extra spools of thread.
Barbara and her baby.
The next morning Barbara had teacher-parent conference, so Keagan and I roamed the hallways near her classroom. She pointed out her picture of a warrior from Africa. I loved the hearts decorating the skirt of this fierce apparition.
For Valentine's Day, each family made a heart telling the child why they loved them, and the child made a heart telling why they loved their family as well. This is Keagan's set.
In the fall, Barbara was industrious with her Cricut machine, making "popcorn words" (words that the children should know by sight, or something like that) for this classroom.
Another day I picked up Keagan and it was hailing. She said she needed my umbrella.
We sewed and sewed--good because it keeps Barbara sitting down quietly, resting. I'd brought up some scraps and we started with these little gypsy skirts. Here's Maddy's.
Keagan models hers while I hold Maddy's.
And then it was time to leave and go home. Friday I drove out to the sight of frosted trees . . .
. . . ending in the greened-up desert. I love the long underline of a red train. I cried nearly the whole way home, wondering about how Barbara was going to make it...but I knew she would.
Welcome home!
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