I don't scrapbook anymore, so sometimes you just have to bear with me as I get this all in...
On Easter Sunday Walter learned to Swing!
No longer am I a prisoner to Dave's late evenings at work. Alek can turn on the grill and cook an assortment of items including bratwurst, queso chicken sausage, chicken legs, thighs and quarters, and is learning the art of the hamburger flip. He's also training an apprentice.

Nora, the daughter of a spoiled woman, has now had three mani-pedis. She is a pro. For her reading pleasure she brought three books: SHARKS!, FANGS!, and The Betty Crocker Cookie Book.

They say we marry men like our fathers. My dad used to do this to scare squirrels from the yard. "I only get the tail fur!" David goes after most of my plants, roses, garden art, and doves. "I only go for tail feathers!" Seriously.
We all love to dye Easter Eggs!


But I'm the best at it.
AND IT RAINED ON MAY 12th AFTER COUNTLESS WEEKS and MANY MONTHS!
I saw James Taylor with some girlfriends. We had a lovely dinner experience (hahahahahaha), but I didn't break my tailbone!

Remember when I had just one little boy? He was an only child and I did SO many crafts and projects with him? Well, Walt got the short end of the stick, but occasionally I pull it off. We made finger paints using vanilla pudding and food coloring. Fun and tasty!


Nora, the daughter of a spoiled woman, has now had three mani-pedis. She is a pro. For her reading pleasure she brought three books: SHARKS!, FANGS!, and The Betty Crocker Cookie Book.
But I'm the best at it.
We discovered Tutti Frutti. Yogurt by the pound. Love it.
And I discovered he may have talent. This is Plankton.
From Spongebob! I think it's brilliant. Nod like you do, too. Humor me, please.
No there is not a picture of my stomach on your blog.
ReplyDeleteducks...portent...hahahaha
Why does Better Crocker spell it cooky? That's so cooky.