Good Fences...

...Make good neighbors.  And, that would make us, umm, bad neighbors.  Our house turned 15 this year, and our fence is also that ripe old age.  And, in typical teenager style, our fence has been rebelling and causing all sorts of trouble.  In fact, last fall, one whole section threw a massive hissy fit and just plum fell over!  Poor John!  In the midst of trying to work on the girls' room and the guest room, as well as keep his preggie wife happy, he had to rig the fence to stay up.  Fortunately for us, this neighbor is practically family.  She did not mind the franken-fence.  Well, we finally got our acts together, and John and his dad began the process of helping us become good neighbors again.

Notice Penny in the background.  She is, of course, enjoying 'mega-yard'!  In fact, earlier this week, the girls and I went out to run some errands.  When I came back home, there was a message for me from Auntie Linda informing me that she and Penny were chilling out in her house.  Hah!  I think Linda may actually prefer for us to leave the fence down!  

Cora, naturally, wanted to be outside in all the hubbub.  Yiayia came up with the idea of letting her play in the water hose.  Y'all, that simple little activity would keep her occupied for an hour at a time!  Suh-weet!  When she started to get a little restless with just the hose, we gave her a big cup.  Ahh, to be young again!

Notice anything exciting in these pictures?  No swim diaper!!  That's right, folks, we are almost potty trained. She has one function down, and we are diligently working to get the other function under control.  But, for the past 2 (yes 2!!) weeks, she has been wearing big girl p@nties during the day with only a small handful of accidents.  Hallelujah!  

Carys, who also loves to be outside, snuggled with Yiayia and made cute faces like this:

And, this:

And, of course, this:

I could just pinch her!  (But, I won't!)