...of Nana picture catch up

So my mom is here!!! I haven't blogged in forever. Things just get busy or we are tired. But I wanted to share some of the pictures we have gotten of her visit so far.

Al Qasba - first night. What a trooper she was!

Forgot the sippy.

Nando's. A fave.

Eye of the Emirates.

Visiting our friends at the house in Fujairah that will be ours in one month!!

The girls.

The swing set. I think this kid will be out here a lot.

Around the house:

"You're so cool, Nana!"

Y bike for Selah with birthday money from Grandpa and Grandma Ward.

She likes it! And since we've gotten it, she's started standing on her own more and trying to take steps on her own. Maybe it was perfect timing and maybe it is because of the bike. Whatever it was, I think we are getting closer to having a toddler on our hands!

On the move.

Also got some new Clark's first steps shoes and they are great!

Watching a movie.

Doing puzzles.

We are so so happy to have Nana here. Of course we really wish that my dad could have come too, but he's working hard back at home and just couldn't get away. It's hard to believe that her trip is already half over and Ramadan is about to start in a week. It will make what we can do a bit more limited. It will be our first Ramadan here, so it should be an experience for all of us! Then the plan is to move to the Fujairah after Eid, around August 12th or so. Can't believe our time here in Sharjah is coming to an end. This house definitely has it's quirks and downsides, but it's been good to us and I think we will always remember it fondly.

Hope to be back with more Nana pictures soon!

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