The weekend of Makenzie's blessing, we had 3 visitors. Of course, we would've loved to see ALL our family, but we're just not that loved. Just kidding, we're actually the favorites, but most of the family, understandably, couldn't make it. We had to settle on Mom, Dad, and Dave. What's that saying? Something about beggars and choosers? Anyways, they arrived Saturday afternoon, and once I forced certain visitors (Dave) to put my child down and wash their hands (can anyone say nasty, germy, airplane hands???), we made the introductions.
We've enjoyed the pleasure of Dave's company on several occassions now, but I think he found the entertainment and sleeping accommodations to be much better this trip.
Saturday night, we treated our guests to their first ever skookie experience. Skookies are swiftly becoming my dessert of choice these days.
On Sunday morning, we had a few hours to get ready before 11:00 church. I thought Raquel would be excited to wear a fancy dress, like Makenzie. I thought wrong. (Sort of like that time I thought she would enjoy Christmas.) As I put the dress on her, she kept crying for daddy and saying "No, no, no!" I forced her to wear it anyways, and she eventually forgot about it. Makenzie didn't mind her dress. She was born to be regal. On a side note, I think I was subconsciously influenced by the latest season of Downton Abby when I created Makenzie's headband because it looks very 1920's to me.
As Raquel would say, "Mommy, Daddy, 'Quel', 'Kenzie'. Happy Family." And we are.












