Introducing the newest member of the Jones clan. Bella! This is a moment that I have been dreading ever since I told a 2 year old Ethan that we had to wait until he turned 8 before we could get a dog. This has been my standard reply every two to three weeks since. All I could imagine was some horrible, yappy, scrappy, in-your-face animal that peed everywhere imaginable. Instead we somehow managed to get the sweetest, most passive, most obedient dog ever born. Bella is a dream dog: three years old, potty trained, ball-playing trained, non-barking, loving fur-ball of sweetness. Three days at our home and already she had wagged her way into our hearts. Welcome Home, Bella.


A boy and his dog...and his cell phone, apparently. Who do you think he was calling with Robert's phone?

Going on a walk.

And to end the Jones Reunion Blog Marathon, here are a bunch of random pictures I just couldn't get rid of. Who could not put up all this cuteness?











The end.

We spent time at the lake, the pool and the river. That is a lot of water time. The kids loved every minute of it. I thought I'd start of this bunch of pictures with my favorite. Alaina has been wearing a dress almost every day this summer. She can't get enough of them. I'm sad I spent any money at all on shorts. She wanted to protect her dress from getting wet, and so this is how she did it. Cutie.





Our two 7 year olds.


The original Jones 5.


Ahhh. It starts.





Robert was the Pied Piper of the River. Naturally. He and the older kids went exploring and came back with a bunch of small fish that Robert caught in his hat. I would say, "What a good uncle." but I think we all know that he would have been trying to catch the fish with or without the adoring fans. We found a beer bottle to put them in. Hope that's the last time I see a picture of my darling daughter holding up a beer bottle.


And we'll have to end on my second favorite picture. Check this little diva out. 12 more years of this? Bring it.