Grandma & Grandpa Smith

These poor folks had to drive a crazy amount of hours to get to us and could only stay a couple of days, but we enjoyed what we could in good ole Hickory. At least they got some Lexi time in. One day we'll fly all the way to UT… hopefully before Alexis turns two.

I gave them the three options to get to the park and unfortunately, when the sun came out, I think they regretted letting me choose. Because the hills & sun were not leisurely. But they are troopers.

I also got my new 5D Mark II Camera the day they arrived so these pictures were the first taken with it. There is a big learning curve because it is pretty different from my Rebel when it comes to button placement and options. It will be worth the investment; I'm so excited to have a full frame body and the camera of my dreams. No matter that it's discontinued since there is a version III. But I also have video capabilities now so that will be fun to mess around with. It's a ton bigger and heavier.

It was very hot when they were here so we stayed inside most of the time. We attempted strawberry picking, but due to careless citizens the farm is no longer open to the public, but we bought some fresh any way and tried our hand at frozen jam. Lots easier than canning the jam (which I tried the next day with Amy) when you don't have the supplies. I think I learned a lot so I will make that a smaller post later.

Our side of town is singing with thrift stores and consignment shops so we stopped by a few I had been curious about. I have been interested in a little rocking chair for Lexi, but they are all expensive. Resource was by far my favorite when it comes to inspiration. It inspired this cake stand for $1.50:

I don't think we'll forget this incident. I'm so glad Connie reminded me to take a picture when I was too busy standing on the chair trying not to throw up. Also, she is the one who spotted the little mouse. Yep, a mouse. So Mr Smith and my in-laws came to my rescue and captured and eliminated the threat. The elimination part was sad and I tried not to listen. I'm not ready to be the parent who kills rodents, rids lice, or picks off ticks. Ugh I just struggle with the idea.

We took a lovely morning 3-mile walk to the lake. Something I need to start doing every day.

No one is more patient then Grandpa Smith. He lets her press all the buttons:

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