What's This?

Just in case Reed turns out to be No-YardMan, I think KK may have it goin' on! Check this out...

We had just finished planting in our little garden boxes, when OUT OF THE BLUE, KK picks up a garden hoe and starts in on the vine weed around the boxes. Can you believe this?! This child is definitely related to her father, DoJo, only she doesn't even believe in horse-powered yardwork. Now, I know that when women get close to their due dates, they have a "nesting" instinct, but what do we call this?

No matter what it is called, it was a fun day! The only glitch in the day was that we forgot to put on sunscreen and KK ended up with a monster sunburn on those cute legs.

Marry a Yard-Man

As Kaitlin's big day approaches, I find myself wishing to dispense little bits of wisdom on the strangest things. Today, a beautiful Saturday, was just perfect for yard and gardening work. While I was digging and planting with Kaitlin at my side, I thought of this little piece of advice for her...marry a YardMan. When you are young and living in an apartment, it may not seem like a big deal, but as you grow old together, it is a very big deal...unless of course you intend to hire a yardman. As for me, I AM THE YARDMAN. DoJo's idea of yardwork has always involved horsepower of some sort, which leaves a lot to be desired when it comes to the finer details. A picture says it all:

Yes, I'm happy that he got that old stump out. Thrilled, in fact. It's just that his idea of yard work always creates more work for me in the long run. Guess now I'm re-seeding the side yard.

Amanda and Megan both married a YardMan. This is a good thing. Here is the proof.

Jeremy on the tractor getting ready to plant a yard...

and Nolan planting more yard.

So, how will this all turn out for Kaitlin? It remains to be seen.

YardMan or No-YardMan?

Our Little KK

This is Kaitlin, or as she is more commonly known, KK. Kaitlin was an easy child to raise. At 22 months, she was just adorable, but her mischievious side was just beginning to emerge.

Needless to say, once the mischievious side came out, there was no going back. From one minute to the next, you never knew what she was going to come up with. Not much of a girly-girl, more of a tomboy, this was KK's idea of "doing hair".

While her older sisters enjoyed tap, ballet, and jazz, KK was not interested. She was born to play soccer. This picture was taken the first year she played on an all-boy soccer team. As sweet as she was, most of the boys were afraid of her, including her brothers. That was okay with KK, she liked it that way.

This is was taken three years ago during KK's senior year soccer season. As you can see, the sweetness had turned to sheer competitiveness on the field. However, off the field, KK is easy-going and it's pretty hard to ruffle her feathers. (That said, her brothers know just what buttons to push! When they do, this soccer look resurfaces.)

Our tomboy is so much fun to be around. If you know KK, you know that there will never be a dull moment. But something has happened...she found a man-boy and fell in love!

And almost overnight, our little tomboy has morphed into a young woman ready to wed. Yikes! How did this happen?

Last night, we enjoyed watching her open a bunch of gifts at her bridal shower. Since it was a "kitchen shower", she got a lot of things like measuring cups, muffin tins, and pot holders. Remember, KK is not the most domesticated of my three daughters. Her idea of cooking up 'til now is Ramen noodles or Easy Mac. I was pleased that she actually knew the names of all the items bestowed upon her, although she may not have a clue as to how to use them. She's bright, she'll learn.

KK may be fun loving, but she is also extremely MODEST. Just the mention of underwear will send her into a tizzy. Her biggest fear going to the bridal shower was that someone would give her something that was more bedroom appropriate rather that kitchen appropriate.

And here it is...she can see it in the bag and can hardly bring herself to touch it, let alone pull it out for everyone to oooh and aaaah over.

But, bless her heart, she managed it with a smile, especially since it was her new sister-in-law who gave it to her. Notice the one-finger hold on the lingere...and yes, she is blushing.

So, you may be asking what the point of this blog is? No point really, only just to say that my little tomboy is getting married and I'm just trying to come to grips with it. She's still sweet and fun-loving and we are looking forward to adding another son to our family. If KK picked him out, he's gotta be excellent.

Wedding countdown...26 days.