
Papa: I'm sorry the Twins lost to the Yankees. Maybe the Vikings will make it to the SuperBowl. My daddy says that they will probably play the Colts in February.

Love, Meredith

Here's Aunt Holly, Uncle Tim and Meredith last month when they showed up at our house with flowers for Meredith, asking her to be a flower girl in their March 6th wedding! Tim is Mer's godfather and we've always just called him "Uncle Tim". We named his girlfriend "Aunt Holly" as soon as they started dating (which was when Meredith was born) because we knew someday they'd end up married.
Back in early August, we were blessed to have my parents and my grandma visit. Pictured here are four generations of women: Donna Marie, Julie Marie, Kelli Marie, and Meredith Marie. My great-grandma, Ruth Marie, passed away while I was pregnant with Meredith. And, before Ruth Marie was Mable Marie. (I always knew God would bless me with a daughter... he'd have to for me to keep the Marie thing going.)
In September, my mom, sister, and niece came for a weekend of tomato canning. Pictured here are Meredith and Grace (5 months apart).
Jill and I peeled around 150 pounds of tomatoes!
After we peeled the tomatoes, Meema canned them in my hot kitchen. We made probably around 50-60 quarts of stewed tomatoes, salsa, and chili soup mix.
And while we worked, the girls played.
I made some brownies a few weeks ago while Meredith was finishing up eating a meal. Whenever I stand at the kitchen counter and prepare food, she says "Ooooooo," which means in her language: "Ooooo, Mommy, I want some of that food." She said it while I was making the brownies so I thought, why not give her the spoon? She like it!