Friday, August 20, 2010

Enjoying the Fall-like Weather . . .


Taking pic's of the squirm worm.



Shucking super yummy Iowa Sweet Corn.



This Iowa girl turned MadrileƱa has found her true roots.



Poppin' bubbles.



Makin' bubbles



Makin' a fool of herself while poppin' bubbles . . .



Julie explaining to Jesse how the it was just an accident . . .
(Don't worry . . . Jesse wasn't really mad. :) )



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The family that bounces together, stays together.



Sometimes Jesse is dumbfounded by his 2 girls.



Hangin' on for dear life. It was just that kind of a weekend.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Enjoying a Saturday . . .


Who better to draw with than Grandpa the art teacher?



Renae loves to draw.



And ride her bike! (With arm floaties of course)



Daddy's turn to steer . . .



What a cheeser.



Mommy's turn to steer.



Sammy's turn for a diaper change.



Sammy sat looking the window for about 20 minutes. He loved watching Grandpa mow. Such a boy.

Monday, August 16, 2010

Enjoying the Splash Pad








Do you see it?
















Sunday, August 15, 2010

Kitchen Remodel Video!

The daughter-in-law phantom blogger strikes again! This time it's the state side Masson DIL. You can thank me later, but keep checking this blog over the next few days . . . I've got loads of pictures scheduled to post for your viewing pleasure!-Julie

Saturday, February 27, 2010

Family time

In the Book of Ruth, there is an exchange bewteen a daughter-in-law and mother-in-law that you may be familiar with. This is pretty much how it went:
But Ruth said, "Don't force me to leave you; don't make me go home. Where you go, I go; and where you live, I'll live. Your people are my people, your God is my god. Your blog is my blog..."
Okay, so maybe I added that last part. But it's very appropriate for today as I am blogging on Penni's behalf so you can see pictures of the time she and Kevin were able to spend with Jesse and Julie's family recently.

- Kari


















Renae braves it alone


Daddy helping his little girl...after crashing with her face into the hard, icy snow


Renae enjoying her first MUG of hot chocolate (after sledding). It was a Christmas ornament someone gave me years ago, and I thought Renae would enjoy drinking from a mug. She loved it!

Friday, September 25, 2009

Entering a Frank Lloyd Wright home....


Kevin and I unexpectedly learned about a FLW home that was built just north of us about 40 min away. So we decided to head up there since we were only 5 miles away when we learned about it. This is looking into the foyer, heading into the living room on the left and dining area on the right. Notice the planter in the floor. It actually has no floor beneath; it is just earth.




Frank L Wright (hereafter referred to as W in this post) designed not only the house, but all the furniture, and placed all decor, with instructions to the owners that nothing ever be changed. The colored slag is backlit. Really adds nice accents of color.




Looking from the foyer into the living room. W shortened the legs of the piano and bench to accommodate the view outside.




Not exactly cozy and inviting furniture, but what a view.





The dining table where the owners ate all their meals. Notice the blue glass vase on the top shelf. Bear in mind that W placed items where he meant them to stay. He would come to visit occasionally as a guest. One time he came and that vase was on the bottom shelf; he noticed this and tapped his cane on the top shelf and gave instruction that the vase needs to be put back in its place after use, as he proceeded to put it back on the top shelf.




This is a guest bedroom. The glossy paneling is rich looking.





the hallway, with all kinds of practical compartments lining one side





The master bedroom. The owners wanted one bed for the 2 of them to share, but W insisted they have separate beds because after the wife spent all day working (cooking, cleaning, laundry), she'd need a good night's sleep. W was so arrogant...and anal. And how could anyone let an outsider run their personal lives like he was allowed to do? I found myself becoming a little angry with the whole situation.





The back of the house as it looked out over a hill and down on the Wapsipinican River






The boat house






The firepit behind the house




Looking out under the carport. The owners wanted a 2 stall garage, but W insisted on a carport.







The entrance to the house






We had a special treat. In our tour group of 7 people, this gentleman had an interesting story. His father did the electrical and plumbing on this F.L.W. house. As a child at 7 yrs of age, he came to the property with his father while he worked. W was known to not be fond of children, but this man said that W took him on a tour of the property while his father was working.