Caleb's Piano Concert Debut!

Tonight we traveled to Westminster College to see Caleb in his piano concert debut! He got to perform first in a concert of 16 talented kids. He was the youngest and the shortest as you can see:

Caleb did an awesome job and we are very proud of him!

Here he is with his piano teacher:

And here is his wonderful performance for those of you who missed it:

Jewelia's 4 Year Old Pictures

Here are Jewelia's 4 Year old pictures we took the other day after Macey's "look of death" picture. At least Jewelia got over her fear of photographers. From about 18 months to 3 years old, Jewelia wouldn't smile for them either. It's OK, though, because what a cute picture she takes now!

She loves getting dressed up in her "Princess dresses" and she's quite the poser.

We kept the top 2 pictures for our walls.

(Oh, and don't worry, we haven't forgotten about Micah and Caleb. They will be having some big events to post about soon enough! Caleb has his first piano recital next week and Micah has his dance recital early next month.)

The Look of Death

OK, so many of you who have been around us know Macey doesn't look kindly to strangers, and she has this sort of "look of death" that she likes to give people. She furrows up her eyebrows and gives this look to kill.

Well, gee, can't she get over it? I mean, really---today we went to get Jewelia's 4 year old birthday pictures taken and I thought maybe we would try once yet again to see if we could get a decent picture of the girls together, but noooooo. See what we got? The look of death. The poor photographer finally gave up and we just went ahead and did the pictures of Jewelia. (Those we will post later.)

Really, those of you who do know Macey and can get past her look of death know that she is a sweet little girl and actually happy. Just to prove it, I went home from the picture place and took a bunch of actually smiling pictures of Macey with Jewelia. Too bad it can't happen at the photo place though.

(Oh, and if you are wondering, no, we didn't purchase the look of death picture. I suppose it is kind of funny, but no, we didn't get that one.)

Happy Birthday Jewelia!

Today was Jewelia's 4th birthday! She has gotten so old!!!

She didn't believe she was 4. She insisted that she didn't turn 4 until we had her party even though I kept telling her she was the whole day. So she sat by the window and patiently waited for people to come and the party to begin.

And so she waited some more.
(See how long her hair has gotten?)

Meanwhile, Mommy was working on some awesome princess cakes:

Finally the people arrived and the party began!

Opening presents and cake and icecream! Jewelia was finally 4!

She had fun with her cousins and had a wonderful night!

Happy Birthday to our little Princess!
We love you!

Lost at the Airport

So, Sunday I was supposed to pick up my dad from the airport at about 8 pm. He called me earlier and told me the flight number and time and said usually on straight flights they arrive a half hour earlier. He gave me a website to check the status and told me he wouldn't have a cell phone, so I had to check myself when his plane landed.

This was no big deal, but I just happened to be out at a baby shower and didn't have my cell phone, and didn't have a computer handy, and it was about 7 pm, so I figured I'd just venture on toward the airport and wait at the park and wait lot.

Jewelia was with me, and we arrived at the airport and waited staring at the screen for a while. Well, for a LONG while. I was a little worried when after waiting for over an hour that I didn't even see his flight listed on the screen.

Hmmm......now what? What if I remembered the flight wrong and I was just imagining it was from Philadelphia and had 1's and a 7 in the flight number? I had forgotten the paper I wrote the stuff down on too.

So, I decided to drive by the pick up in case he was out waiting for me and somehow I had missed the information. It was 8:30 by now.

So, I drive by and don't see him. So I drive around again and don't see him. Then I go back to the park and wait and still don't see the flight, so I drive by again. Still nothing.

(Now if you're thinking this isn't a big deal, well you are wrong because it is pouring rain and normally I can't see or figure out where I'm supposed to be driving at the airport, but now it is through rain and window wipers and in the electric car of my dad's that I'm lucky if I can figure out how to make go!)

Great. Now what do I do? I figure I might as well park in the garage and go inside and see if I can find more information. So I do and I wake up Jewelia and we go in and look at a screen and sure enough it says his flight isn't going to be there until almost 10 pm! Well, I guess I'm glad I didn't miss him.

So, now we have another hour to kill. Jewelia and I ride the escalators a million times, and then we run in circles from one moving sidewalk to another. I think the airport people thought we were crazy. We got some $1.50(!) licorice from a vending machine, called Daddy from the payphone, and waited and waited.

Of course, now I'm thinking, gee, this terminal looks different from last time we came. Where is the big stairs that the passengers come down on? This is odd. So I go over to the information desk and ask if there is any other ways people come out from the plane, and they say what flight? And I say Delta, and they say, well, you're never going to see them 'cause you're in the wrong terminal!

So, good thing we still had time to kill and we went outside and found the right terminal, and then I think we were in the right place. We ran around some more and Jewelia begged me for some $2.00 drinks which I was not getting, and then finally we saw my dad! Hooray!!!

He said they had stalled his flight twice because there was 2 sick people on board at 2 different times. I'm just glad we figured out where we were going and what we were doing. Jewelia had fun. I did learn to make sure I take the cell phone next time, and check on line instead of trusting a plane will be early!