If You Can Ride Out the Storm . . . March 11, 2009
Posted by Emily in : Daily Life, Kansas, Little Man Dallin, My Former Dog Children, Princess Hannah , 6commentsWanna come visit? I was planing to announce, “We’re ready to take visitors!” until . . .
I heard a very loud unfamiliar sound . . .
It wasn’t coming from the dishwasher (which, thankfully, is washing the dishes for me! I love it so much!)
It wasn’t coming from the dryer . . .
So I took a break from writing this entry to see what all the commotion was about.
As I stepped outside, I knew exactly what that sound was. You don’t have to be from the Midwest to recognize the noise of a blaring siren which is really saying, “run for cover!”
I am now in the basement with the kids until the warning is over.
Lucky us.
I know, you’re wishing your city was as exciting as ours.
I know. 
However, when the sirens are silent and our house needs a little excitement , we’d love for you to visit! I can’t say I know what Kansas City has to offer (remember how I’ve only been here a couple of weeks?) but I do know my neighborhood.
Like this for example:
This trail starts at the end of our street. It swerves around through trees, flat open spaces, and over streams. It’s a beautiful walk and the kids love the park nestled in it.
Check out Dallin, you can’t tell in this picture, but this swing makes him very happy. He likes to watch other kids swing just as much as he likes doing it.
Hannah takes swinging on the “big girl swing” very seriously.
Even our stinker-dog, Paris, likes it. Really, she’s just so happy to get out of the house, she’d take a walk anywhere. Her favorite part is being able to whine at everything that moves and peeing and pooping on every corner.
Which, of course, is my least favorite part.
Come see us! You can give me a break and pick up the doggie doo doo for me! Just kidding . . . but no, really. 
