Rollin' On

Them wedding plans just keep a rollin'! We're ahead of schedule in some areas, but dragging in others. While there are times it feels like we'll never be ready in time, I know it will all be great. By far the biggest thing that keeps me from feeling the stress of it is that on July 31st, whether the cake is right, the flowers are in bloom, or the music is rockin', I get to marry the best gift from God, Amanda. With that kind of blessing I can't imagine anything less than the perfect wedding day! Sorry to use the blog as my personal soap box to once again confess my love to ya babe! Muah, I love you.

We took Jolie swimming last Friday night, that was a blast. Amanda and I were playing and making sure she didn't go under, so didn't get any pics but we'll work on it next time. It was so much fun watching Jolie go from very frightened to acting like water ain't so bad after all. We practiced dunking her under, which got a little better each time, but I don't think it sits at the top of her list of favorite things to do. French fries and Elmo still hold the top spots on that list.

Then we headed up to Spokane on Saturday with Amanda, Jolie and Kaylee (Amanda's MOH and I have no clue if I spelled it right.) I left the gals smiling and holding my credit card at David's Bridal and headed to the Valley Mall with Jolie for some Daddy / Daughter time. Our first stop was the Make a Bear Store.

After letting Jolie hold and kiss every bear/dog/moose/unicorn/and those that fall in the realm of "is that supposed to be something", she finally picked out a black dog. It was difficult to figure out which she liked best, but I knew it was the one she liked because she started giggling pretty hard. Then we picked out an outfit for the guy. This was an easier choice, because she showed absolutely no interest. Except with the fire fighter jacket and hat. So I grabbed the jacket and headed to the stuffing table.

Jolie watched the couple kids before us and by our turn she had it figured out pretty well. When it was all stuffed, she got to pick out a little heart and then she kissed it and hugged it before delicately putting the little heart into the dog. You'd think she was Doogie Howser at her first surgery.

Then it was time to check out and at this point I gained a lot of pride in my girl's creativity. The line was long, the store was hot, and patience thin. Then the smell hit me. Jolie managed to clear out the line in record speed and we went strait to the front. Best part was, she was a team player and it was all bark and no bite, so I dodge another dirty diaper bullet. That's one story I'll be sure to tell every guy Jolie brings home when she's older.

After a little more clothes shopping, Amanda and Kaylee caught back up to us. They found the dress, slip, what sounds like many many veils (who knew there were more than one? Guys aren't taught this stuff), and a secret garter. Apparently I don't get to see it yet, but I'll love it. Been guessing with no luck yet, but here's my guess Amanda: Is it a choose your own adventure garter?

Guess I'll find out in July. For now, that's a little taste of how we've been. More later!
~Jerry