I went on an uploading frenzy last night. I got some great Ella clips online for your enjoyment:
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My mother turned ## years-old yesterday, so today we met her and my father in Johnstown, PA for a day-of-adventure.
Mom and Dad got a late-start, so Jess, Ella and I enjoyed a quick-visit to the Inclined Plane of Johnstown – a literal people-mover that was built back in the late 1800’s. It is famed as the world’s steepest inclined plane and proved to be well-worth the visit. We had great conversation with the folks at the top of the hill who told us interesting facts about the plane as well as sold us worthless treasures from the gift shop!
Mom and Dad arrived after 2PM and we headed over to the Johnstown Flood Museum for a tour. Some amazing photographs and a LOT of reading proved interesting, but not overwhelmingly awesome like I was hoping.
Our museum admission also paid for admission to the Johnstown Heritage Center where each of us was given an identity of a different immigrant that came to the area in the 1800’s. We walked through the center as that immigrant and learned what it would’ve been like to walk in their shoes, get their job, and live their life. It was interesting, but a little out-dated technology-wise. I couldn’t bring myself to pick up the telephone headset that thousands of others had already put to their ear and face before me, thankyouverymuch.
After our two museum-visits, we finished the evening with dinner at Red Lobster to celebrate my mom’s ##th birthday. We are so blessed to be within 3-hours of them!
Special note: our Pontiac Montana hit the 100,000-mile mark tonight! I meant to capture the moment on digital-film, but must’ve slipped into a driving-coma and missed it.
Pictures from the day are here.
Tonight our quick-supper consisted of McDonald’s. Ella was her usual social, adorable self tonight and I was able to capture one of her interesting little twists on an everyday phrase.
Tonight, instead of, “I love you, Daddy!” it was – “I love you Stevan”
Seconds after this video ended it was “I love you Pastor Stevan!”
If you don’t think kids repeat what they hear, you’re WRONG!
This morning at 10AM I met the previous owner (and title holder) of the pickup truck I had just purchased this past weekend. We met at the local Notary office and were ready to sign over the title from her to me.
Sadly neither of us had the proper information. She had her maiden name on the title and I didn’t have a Pennsylvania driver’s license. Ugh.
I ran home, gathered the girls and we headed to Greensburg to FINALLY make having PA licenses a reality.
We got to the office and began the paperwork. I am now a registered voter and driver in Pennsylvania! Jessica is still in “limbo” – they didn’t like her maiden-name social security card that we brought (forgetting that we had the Sheets-version back at the house). She will be “legal” tomorrow!
While were in Greensburg we took Jess to the hospital for her latest round of pre-baby lab-work. Ella and I dropped her off for her 2-hour battery of tests and went to Subway for a late-lunch.
I love having daddy-daughter time like this.
When we got to Subway, I found that Ella had wet through her diaper – thanks to the long-line at the DMV, I’m sure.
I quickly scooped her up and took her to the Subway bathroom. No changing table. I even ventured into the ladies’ restroom – no changing table.
I did a little daddy-engineering and managed to change Ella’s diaper and clothes in a bathroom smaller than our bedroom closet. I deserve an award.
We then headed out to the dining room and ordered our lunch.
After lunch we wasted some time at our favorite bargain-store: Ollie’s and then headed back to the hospital to get Jess and head home.
I called our neighbor and told her that I had my license and found out that she had proof of her maiden-name and we met back at the Notary.
$175 later I have legal-ownership and a license plate on my new truck!
A quick txt to my buddy Clay and I then rushed off to Marsh’s Automotive for my first-ever Pennsylvania Vehicle Inspection hoopla. I met some great guys there and had some good conversation AND my truck passed inspection with no problems!
I jumped back in and even chirped the tires on the way out of there – something gleeful about being able to do that.
I got home, we walked over to the neighbors to say “thanks” again and to deliver some homemade banana bread and their old license plate.
I then put my BHD sticker on the truck to commemorate the event and snapped some photos as the sun set in the distance.
Today was one of “those” days.
The new truck: 1995 Ford Ranger XLT
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