"Monkey, show me the tree and smile."
(Note the baby gate in the fireplace....)
Driving home from the church 4th of July Breakfast & Parade (of which I have no pictures...they're all on HH's cellphone & he doesn't have the wherewithall to connect it to the computer,
which is ALL FOR THE BEST if you knew the picture that he took of his wife the other day.)we passed a soccer team car wash.
HH said to Chick, "Look, Chick, when you are older you can join a soccer team to wash cars too."
Somehow that turned into us washing the jeep in the driveway. Chick did very little of the washing, but in the end it didn't matter because the birds adorned the jeep by the time we went to drive it the next day.
When Chick learned about roasting marshmallows in
the junkyard our backyard there was no going back....
The little man doesn't stand a chance.
Hmmm, other news:
I feel great. I found a bag of clothes that fit pre-pregnancy and I am managing to sqeeze myself in (when I lay down on the bed to zip the jeans....).
Little man turns 1 month this weekend. Crazy.
I'm going to make this jello flag for Sunday.
Do you remember my inspiration swimsuit from last summer (you know, just before I watched my belly button become non-existent, etc)? It's on sale. What do you think would be best on me: navy blue or gray?
Our anniversary went great. The girls had fun at Uncle E's house. HH and I took a drive around the lake and had a nice dinner. I sure do love him.