My life today

Freaking out.  Packing. Crying.  Cleaning.  Schlepping.

Breathing in the linden-y air, hold for seven, and out with a lion's breath.

Getting a pep-talk from dearest Gl---da: "It's all God's idea anyway!"

Freaking out and crying again.

Breathing in the linden-y air, hold for seven, and out with another lion's breath.

Pre-birthday

So, normally I have a no shirt, no meal policy, but I let it go for Ty's pre-b-day celebration.  That Neighbor Ron has really had an influence on Ty's lack of a wardrobe!

football and scones for breakfast

Look at that pure delight on my baby's face!

We ended the day with a Tita-Tito picnic and football in the park.  Ty ate so much dinner, he couldn't enjoy any pre-b-day cookies, so he had those for post-pre-b-day breakfast, along with some bhuja.  Mm!?

Pre-camp

Pack, pack, my job is to pack - the house, for camp, the van...

Dancing in the rain

Instigated by my stories of dancing in the rain fun, the children asked the other day if they might go out and enjoy a little prance in the precipitation.  "Claro!"

It begins!

Poppy Love

Hm.  If I had the chance to name another daughter, it might be Poppy Love.  But, since that is unlikely, I'll take my Poppy Love in flower form.