The Berry Blog: Friday Afternoon

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Friday Afternoon

It was a blissfully slow Friday afternoon. I decided to grab the camera and snap a few pictures of what everyone was doing at the moment.

A bit later, the kids all decided to bring Eleanor stuffed animals to 'play' with. She gets lost in the pile :)

2 comments:

Julia said...: This comment has been removed by the author.; 6:07 PM
Ashley Beth said...: Looks lovely and lazy! The best kind of days!

P.S. - My blog is down for a while after I discovered a pornographic website was linking to my blog & pics of the children. So horrible. I'll likely be going to a private blog soon so I'll keep you posted when I do that. :)

We loved your Valentine's Day card!! You have a beautiful, precious family.; 10:35 AM

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"This is our one and only chance at mortal life—here and now. The longer we live, the greater is our realization that it is brief. Opportunities come, and then they are gone. I believe that among the greatest lessons we are to learn in this short sojourn upon the earth are lessons that help us distinguish between what is important and what is not. I plead with you not to let those most important things pass you by as you plan for that illusive and nonexistent future when you will have time to do all that you want to do. Instead, find joy in the journey—now."
Thomas S. Monson
"Finding Joy in the Journey," Ensign, Nov. 2008, 85

The Things They Say

7/1/2011

Aunt Jamie- "Essie, do you go to preschool yet?"

Essie- "No, I will go to preschool when I am four." Pause..."But don't worry, I'll still love you when I am four."

7/1/2011

In Fillmore there was a chicken in the back yard. Grandpa sent Nicholas and Thomas out to chase it back to the neighbor's yard. Thomas got to the chicken first and it started running in a big circle. As it came around the circle, Nicholas was running along behind and the chicken was coming straight at him. He threw his hands up in the air and started screaming! The chicken didn't get much closer before it gave up and flew over the fence.

About an hour later Aunt Jamie overheard Nicholas saying, "I thought that chicken was going to peck me to a frazzle!"