Thank You All SO MUCH!!!

Wow, I'm both amazed and a little embarassed! I had NO IDEA so many people would look at my pictures. I didn't know some of you even knew I had a blog! Thanks, everyone, for your support--those of you who commented here, and those of you who told me privately. I'm grateful to know such awesome people!

AFTER

About 56 lbs less...

This is SO hard for me to do, people. You KNOW how much I hate pictures of myself. I'm counting all the flaws right now...

BEFORE

OK, you asked for it, and I'm humiliated to give it, but here goes nothing:

These were taken on September 30, 2007, and early October, 2007

recent random pics

"It looks like a dead chicken," D. said sadly as she was getting ready for church.
You can't really tell, but there are 3 different marks at the bottom of her game sheet. These marks are her name written 3 different times, starting with tiny letters, then the next one was tinier, and the last being the tiniest. She did this with her school work all year long. I usually can't even find her name. Other than doing small print, she likes changing her actual lettering almost every time she writes her name. That totally reminds me of my dad, who once said his ideal job, if he didn't have to be responsible for earning income, would be creating fonts.
D. and her preschool friend, Lauren.
No explanation necessary.
Yup, he's still flexible.

A.'s cousin's daughter's baptism

Which means she's my first cousin once removed, by marriage, right?
It's really nice that A.'s cousin lives in Davis. We're lucky to be close to some family members.

P. and Blaise

They tried giving an affectionate farewell, but P. likes to hug, and Blaise likes to kiss, so it wasn't a very happy collision!

Bye to the Wrights

I probably should've photoshopped that name out... I'll do it later.




Well, they haven't been gone long, but we already miss them. I already miss Ashley. I think I started missing her before they moved! Apparently I'm the kind of person who needs a lot of support, and she was a key member of my support group. Boo for me!