Do you know where your nose is today?

You do?

ok, good. Just checking.

Happy Friday!!!

p.s. I can't wait to watch the Olympics. I still want to be a gymnast when I grow up. According to Adam, the only Olympic event that we are not too old to start training for is curling...but I just love gymnastics.

Love,

kelly

We attended a Detroit Tigers baseball game last night with friends. The tickets were a gift from our sweet neighbors-- and I remembered how much I love baseball in the summer. It's just not summer without a ballpark. The Tigers stadium has a carousel with-- you guessed it-- tigers instead of horses. Eleanor loved it!

And the home team won!

Great game, good friends, wonderful evening.



Happy Anniversary!

Adam and I celebrated 7 years last Monday. Has it really been 7 years? I can't believe it's been that long! We had a wonderful low key celebration at a favorite restaurant over looking a local lake. Eleanor joined us...and why wouldn't she? Of every thing we've done in the past 7 years, she is our greatest accomplishment.

I'm so thankful for this guy. He's fantastic. :)



And this girl. She's fantastic too. :)

And this cake. :) It sure was fantastic too. haha!

Our sweet girl charmed everyone by trying to hide behind a very small pole on the restaurant deck. She stood very still with a smile on her face, and then popped out and said "boo."  



A little bit country...

An American Girl in Paris

Adam, Eleanor, and I were in Paris for a few days this week. Adam was giving a presentation at an endourology conference so Eleanor and I joined him for a bit of sightseeing. Although we loved seeing the beautiful buildings, art, museums...Eleanor's favorite Parisian activities were exactly what her favorite American pastimes are as well: collecting.

Did you know she was a collector? (It's in her genes.)

Hmmm? What does she collect, you ask?

Well, just about anything. Rocks, for example. Lots and lots of rocks. And Paris was the perfect place for our little collector/geologist. The beautiful parks are paved with gravel paths, just perfect for spying that one-of-a-kind find.

Eleanor, turn around! The Eiffel tower is behind you!

No, mommy. I am on the hunt for a new rock.

And when she wasn't collecting rocks, she was picking "flowers" (a.k.a. weeds, see above), terrorizing Parisian pigeons (see below)...

...and pointing out dogs and balls and trying to join just about every soccer game she saw in the park.

But you know what I loved best about this trip? Family time. Eleanor loves her parents. If one of us wasn't in her sights at all times, she was calling for the missing parent: "MOM-ma" or "Dah-DEE"!

And we sure do love our sweet baby bug.