Farmer's Market Season!

We went to our first Farmer's Market of the year and it was fun! We
got some veggies too, not just cupcakes.

Mother's Day

I love having family photos, because the kids are growing so fast it's always amazing to compare this year to those before it. This Mother's Day photo was a bit harder to get than in the past, because we were trying to get two mobile children to stay put! I think it's the second photo that was shot and things just deteriorated from here.

Bryan's shirt says "BIG BRO" and Evie's "Little Sister." In retrospect I'm not sure why I felt like I needed to label them (it's pretty obvious based on size who is older)! Oh well. Just a note for myself for next year that it's probably ok to just dress them in their normal clothes.

I had a great Mother's Day because we got to visit with both sides of the family and the kids were really good. On Saturday we saw Geoff's parents and grandparents, and celebrated Andy's birthday too. On Sunday just after my parents came over, I heard the ice cream truck and we all got treats to eat outside in the back yard. Evie stole my ice cream and ran around for a while with TWO full cones, one of which ended up on her shirt (of course). But the shirt washed out and everyone had a really nice dinner, with both Bryan and Evie behaving like really nice gentle-persons.

I'm hoping for lots of fun this upcoming long weekend, too!

Trim getting painted

My GM Valet Underconstruction

Can you not feel the potential as this skid of wood gets stored in the
warehouse, and the pathos oh the pathos...

But seriously, I asked teasingly of the good folks over at
http://www.geekchichq.com for a stats update on my table, and
obligingly they sent along this image and some kindly teasing of there
own. I really really really can't wait until I get the my first piece
of furniture from them, but it is all in preparation for the next
piece, which is 5 years or a lottery ticket out. Still it is what
I've built the basement for, so you know... If you build it...

sent on behalf of Geoffrey Peart by the Modrons who plumb the tubes of
the interwebosphere..