We were at the lake this weekend, all of us. As the week went by and the teenagers around here discussed inviting friends, I had the realization that the big brothers and sisters, brothers and sisters in law, grandsons, nephews… were all going to be there. Friends would be welcome, but we would have nowhere […]
Today we had little b.g. and he had a fever, so it was a quiet day. He and I slept on the couch for a couple hours this morning–did that ever feel good. And it’s so sweet to wake up next to a baby who is happy to see you. I’m as brown as an
a cooling photo It’s very hot here, just absolutely sultry. Now the storms have started so I have Sidney alternating between hiding under my chair, and hiding under the bed skirt, plus Sam nervously pacing and panting. Oy. Tim and Julia don’t want to go to bed while it’s thundering out, and that’s fine. We
Yesterday we went to visit Jay’s parents. They used to live not far from here, but when they retired, they moved up north to their lake place, turned it from a little northwoods cabin into a home. jay’s dad up on his perch…porch Jay’s brother and his family were there, and John and Dannell, t.c.
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thinking about those wind chimes We were out on the patio this afternoon, trying to keep our stunt baby safe while he did stunts. (Trying, anyway.) Lydia was there and the conversation veered off as it will when she’s involved. She was talking about at time she drank too much diet Coke when I was
Okay, a long time ago when I was very young I babysat for some people who did not keep house well at all. It was disgusting. The bedrooms looked like clothes bombs had exploded. Dirty dishes were all over the kitchen. Everything felt sticky, even the living room couch. But the thing that totally freaked
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Summer always goes by in a flash, and this one is the same. this was a fine snooze on the couch. we have no idea why julia is wearing a winter hat on a 90 degree day. these little toes were made for kissing look how happy he is–just animal noises. he’s easy to amuse.
Here they are opening their wedding gifts, twenty five years ago: see why we used to call them barbie and ken? twenty five years and three kids later, still sweet Happy Anniversary, you guys. love, Val
Okay we’ve talked bobcat. http://well–yeah.blogspot.com/2009/11/bobcat-story.html Taxidermy old bobcat. His name is Bob. How crazy is that? Well, the mice are feasting on old Bob. They like his nasty old dusty fur to line their nasty little nests. My parents called to talk about this. How do we dispose of Bob in terms of Kari, aka
the birthday girl, in a photo handily swiped from elsewhere it was the usual party, pretty fun this guy isn’t even in a high chair anymore these parties get a little loud getting ready to sing. maria baked this fine looking cake. I hope this next year is as incredible as the past year was.
