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Mothers Day- My Mama's Asian?!?

This weekend I got to celebrate my first official Mothers Day.  We were lucky this year because Mom came into town for a quick 3-day visit!  If you don't remember, Mom watched Bug back in November when all she did was scream.  This trip was completely different.  Instead of a trip full of cries, Mom was able to enjoy a funny, adorable, full of laughs Bug.  

On Saturday we went to visit Great Grandma Koll's grave at Forest Lawn.  It was Bug's first trip and we decided to have a short baby picnic while Grandma placed new flowers in Great Grandma Koll's site.
 Ooops, forgot to rub the sunscreen.
 Afterwards, we went to visit Aunt Colleen!
 Nap?  YEAH RIGHT.  IN OUR DREAMS.
 Twins! :)
 I LOVE this picture.  The man who stole my heart...and the Bug that stole it from him.  :P
 On Mothers Day we went to brunch with the Koll clan, then headed to their house for some bonding time.

What a view from their backyard!
Mama and her Bug.
 Mom and her babies.
 Then we had some play time in the grass...
 These two- soul mates.
 How we all gathered around this little girl all afternoon, I'm not sure, but she is FUN-NY.
Bug with the Koll family.  She fits in, right?  Koll family-you still have a chance to adopt her. :P

 Grandma and Bug time...


 Before Grandma left, she did bath time with Bug.
 A wiggly little Bug.  NONSTOP movement.  Grandma remembers Bug being wiggly from birth, but now, she has more strength.  It's a struggle keeping her in your arms.
 Wiggly.  Told you.
 Thrilled about getting her hair done.
 Until next time, Grandma.  We love you!
My daughter is funny...FUN-NY.  She copies my face when I smile and she squints.  Surprise!  Your Mama's Asian, Bug!
It sure was a fun weekend!  We always love when Grandma comes into town and Bug held it together with minimal screaming and staying up all night to socialize.  She knows that Grandma doesn't get to come too often, so she decided to be on her best behavior.  As her mother, I feel I need to say that she is "always" on her best behavior. Okay, not really, but I tried. :P  I'll wait until I have grandchildren to lie about them always being on their best behavior. Hahaa...

God Bless,
Kat

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