Grandma Simmons seems to be adjusting pretty well to living in our crazy, noisy home. Gabi and Corbin came to see her new room early this week, with Gabi asking, "So, where do you keep your jewelry?" Hmmmm....Grandma brought out a locked jewelry (treasure box) box for them to look at, and they were both interested in the contents. We spent quite a few hours at her house, sorting things out. What a yucky job that was, and we still have more to go. We did get a few laughs from seeing Curt, Spencer and Carrie model some of the swell finds. Too bad I can't download the one of Curt in his leather jacket and mafia-style hat, but this one of the other two will have to suffice.
The weekend sure started off with a bang when Carrie and I were shopping in Loveland and Carrie received a call from the hospital with news that a prisoner being seen in the ER had stolen a gun from a police officer and was on the run (in an orange jumpsuit and shackles). We headed home and got a call from the Daycare that we could pick up the kids as they had a couple of policemen guarding the place. We parked quite a ways from the daycare and retrieved the kids. As we were being escorted to the parking lot by the cops in the bullet proof vest (!), we heard "Shots fired!" on the walkie-talkies. They shoved the four of us (Corbin, Carrie, Gabi and I) behind a couple of cars until the shots ceased. We were then told to haul a** to the car and get out of there asap. We learned later that the suspect had killed himself, but the hospital was on lock down for quite awhile. We felt like we were extras in an action movie!
the lovely bride & bridesmaid |
"He really kissed her!" |
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