We were still in Nebraska until Saturday of this past week. We had a lot of fun and celebrated Gran Gran's birthday, went to the Lincoln Children's Museum and went storm chasing unwillingly. The storm that hit and killed 4 boys
at the poor Boy Scout camp in Iowa was the same storm we encountered. We happen to be eating with Aunt Kelli, the boys, Nana, and 3 of Nana's friends at Cracker Barrell when the storm hit and we were told we would most likely be going to the freezer if something were to come about. When the sirens went off they were too busy talking over their liabilities, so Kelli and I frantically threw the kids in the car and tried to go Gran Gran's neighbors because they had a basement. Kelli couldn't see where she was going because it began to rain so far so we got lost in the neighborhood with sirens blaring. I was freaking out, but Kelli found her way and Mom and her friends did as well. Everything turned out fine and everyone got a few laughs at my expense. Shelby really enjoyed the Children's Museum, more than the Houston one. She also got to go to the famous Valentino's for the first time. She really enjoyed her whole trip and also began eating a lot more table food than before, I think Garrett may have been an inspiration. One of her new favorites is mandarin oranges.
Shelby wearing Gran Gran's birthday gift from Mrs. Theresa.
Shelby driving the truck at the museum with
Garrett holding on in the back.
Shelby and Garrett's first trip to Valentino's.
Shelby also celebrated her first Father's Day with her Daddy this past week. We celebrated by going to church that morning, and afterwards attended the car show and barbeque that the church was putting on for the Dad's.
Shelby with a Shelby.
Shelby on Father's Day in front of the church baptism fountain.
Shelby enjoying her early birthday present.