a soccer game
This soccer game was held in John and Dannell’s field, the field behind ours. Heidi strolling along with her baby: These three little girls all born in 2015–January, February, and May: Love, Val
This soccer game was held in John and Dannell’s field, the field behind ours. Heidi strolling along with her baby: These three little girls all born in 2015–January, February, and May: Love, Val
It was pretty, even if it was cold. The island looks intriguing in the fog. Here we go, snow. What in the heck? Snow before Thanksgiving is so unpopular. Supposed to be six inches of it tomorrow. Blech. But this: She knows how to live. Here’s her mom on a ride too. And that is
The kids booby trapped the living room. I’m not sure why. I crawled through and said, “I hope you all are going to pick this up again.” They said they were going to. Riiiight. Alicia’s mom was a good sport in the cold–good thing she has lots of jackets and warm shoes. I didn’t have
It was the coldest MEA weekend ever. We persevered, and the kids were good sports, and we all had a good time. They burned the brush pile. It was a good weekend for a fire. And it was warm and cozy in the house, good food, cards, movies. Love you all, MOM aka Grandma
It was cold, so we brought blankets. She’s watching the seagulls. And that’s the end. Good night. Love, Val aka MOM
Elin is always so worried about this golf cart, wants to chase after it, barking and leaping. Jay took her for a ride. She seemed to like it. This little beauty was cracking us up. Julia refused to be photographed, said she looked hideous this morning. Hideous. I’m confused, but probably not the person who