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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

love, Val

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.  

Okay, I came home to this the other night.   That’s the spindle with the paper towels. I asked what happened, not that I care I guess, but there must be some explanation. It was Lydia.  “I wanted to see how long it was, but then it didn’t roll back up all that well.” Yes, indeed.

We signed up for summer activities quite a while ago.   This week is soccer camp, and they like it a lot. Plus it’s good for them–two hours running outside, getting their energy out.   There is one college student running this show, and the kids argue–but he’s patient, keeps things moving. This is the playground that

 These are pictures Dan took over by his house.  I swiped them from Facebook. See the water gushing from cracks in the pavement? Bubbling out of storm drains? Yeah. This next photo is not one of Dan’s pictures.  This was taken by my friend Ann, mother of James’ buddy, a guy upstairs at my house tonight.

The first day the baby did not get a nap.   I asked him if he wanted to take a nap, and he said no.   So I called Dan and we discussed it, and he said to just put him in the pack and play, shut the door and he’d sleep. So I found

When they grow up, I will miss stuff like this.    Julia brought those big letter cut outs she made and instructed me where they were to be placed–right above our bed. I see this in real estate all the time.  People decorate with their children’s names on the wall.  It’s nice, but we’ve never done

They all made a trip to visit Jay’s parents. The kids staged this fight in the car. Bored. Lydia brought the camera to take pictures, “So you can feel like you were there.”  She took pictures of all the food.  It looks like I missed out on a feast.  That’s a pan of cheesy potatoes