Fat lips

We went to Winston-Salem this weekend for a memorial service for Great Uncle Bill. It was a good time of reunion with the Trotman family that my dad hadn't seen in a long time. I behaved fairly well except for the headstone jumping incident.

See my fat lip. Well I had a bloody nose to go with it. As the graveside service was about to get started I was busy jumping from headstone (they were just a couple inches off the ground) to headstone. I was holding mom's hand the whole time but then I let go just once and I tripped and fell right into a big piece of granite. There was blood and really loud tears. I was the only child there so it made quite a scene and mom had to take me to the car. I think she was really okay with that b/c we could sit in the air conditioning and have snacks. I rebounded after a few minutes and did well the rest of the day, showing off my singing and somersault skills to anyone who would watch.

I discovered lots of fun things in the china buffet in the dining room. So mom replaced those fun things with our outside plates. I like to take them all out and throw them on the hardwood floor b/c it is really loud. And then I put them back in the drawer and start over.

My mom hasn't really taken many pictures of the new house. So we will just start with the dining room. Here it is: