Sometimes I need a few, get lonesome for them. Dan texted yesterday asking if they could come for supper. Yes. Here’s p.j. helping with the cake for her dad’s birthday. Whoops, not a grandchild. That’s my baby. Here are a couple cousins who were so hilarious and giddy during supper that Heidi finally sat between […]
First we got cracking right away and did errands: paid a bill, looked at used refrigerators–Pinky is rusting away and it’s time to start considering options. But we opened a fridge and there were dead bugs in the freezer and moldy french fries in the bottom, and Lydia about died. NOT. THAT. ONE. No, no,
Jay took Tim, Julia, and Kari and headed to his parents for the day. Those little circles are filled pastry Lydia baked to bring along. It was rainy and overcast at first, but later warm enough for a walk. There was good food, cards, a couple boat rides, cousins, all in all a really great
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Yesterday we tackled this room on the agenda and cleaned this place up. Bags went to ARC. The closets were cleaned. The only one left is that back right-hand closet where all the sewing crap is. I feel like that closet is a separate project. See that big gray tube going to the water heater?
It was that kind of night. Dan called late in the afternoon about coming by, and yeah, we’re all for it. I made a pasta salad and Heidi brought food, and I made sandwiches and it was lovely. The kids were dying to get down to this basement under the family room to attack the
She invited us for lunch. On Easter there was so much snow still this trampoline was stuck in a snowbank. That was a very big bummer to the kids who love it. They imagine Pam jumps on it every day. Here they found a little tree frog near the woods. This little fake rodent made
Last Friday some guys came to play for a while. It was a wild little cousin fest. The nap lasted between two and four seconds and then they hid in the closet, and found the shelf with my pajamas and tried those on. And now it is the last day of July, which is my
Happy Anniversary! Jay’s parents, sixty years. Some pictures from the party: This makes me laugh a little–the next generation of mommies making lots of little plates for lots of little people. And then the wound up little darlings barely eat anyway at a party. I’ve scraped thousands of meals into the trash–probably enough to have
Lydia got to pet cats as much as she wanted. I took no pictures the whole day, forgot the camera was even in my purse. These pictures are Maria’s or my niece’s. My Aunt Anita and Uncle Roger hosted this picnic at their house. It’s beautiful there at their big farm in the woods.
