These are some pictures taken at roughly the same angle as the before pictures, to make the changes a little more drastic.
All that's left is to finish painting cabinets, get baseboards and a backsplash and our kitchen should be just how we want it. Then on to the rest of the house...
We took the girls to see Ballet West's production of The Nutcracker. They both loved it. Caroline insisted that she needed a nutcracker for Christmas from Grandma Carol. Then the ballerinas had to have a tea party with the nutcracker as a centerpiece.
Anna doesn't like me to walk her to preschool anymore (which is just across the street). She wants to go by herself. I snapped a few photos of her riding her "bike" to school this morning.
The girls had a great time trick-or-treating on Halloween. Our neighborhood is really kid-friendly and they got lots of loot. In addition, they wore themselves out and went to bed early. If only every night could be Halloween...
I got the girls to sit next to each other without fighting for about the five seconds it took to take this picture. Then they were back to their usual ways...
We can't take a picture of Dad and his fish without taking pictures of our beautiful selves. Note Anna's beautiful new haircut. Courtesy once again of herself.
Nate's fish he caught up Mayfield Canyon. She fought him so hard that she broke his fishing pole and almost had to sacrifice his cell phone as he dove into the water to wrestle her down.
I told him we should mount it on our wall. But I think we'll eat it for dinner tomorrow, instead.
The girls went to a mini-drill camp this week with the high-school drill team. They (or Caroline, rather, since Anna decided she didn't want to) danced at the football game last night. The dancing was really cute, but the football team was down 28-0 when we left just after half time...
The girls with our neighbors Katie and Allie Wegener.
We hiked up to the "G" on the hill for FHE a few weeks ago.
The girls thought it was fun to throw rocks down to the town. You can see one of Anna's rocks in midair. I'm such a good photographer that I can get action shots...
The girls were wimpy a few Sundays ago and thought it was too cold to walk to church without sweaters. They both picked our the sweaters that Grandma Parnell made for them. They looked so cute I made them pose in front of our door that we are oh, so slowly finishing.
We lost our camera before we could upload the rest of our pictures from San Diego. I found it last week in our underused diaper bag. These pics are from our trip to the dock.
Exasperated at Anna, who is a smart three-year-old but who has absolutely no interest in potty training, and upset at having to change my one millionth poopy diaper with no foreseeable end, I said, "Anna, why can't you go poop on the potty? Why is it so hard for you?"
To which Anna's reply was, "Because I'm so so special."