Baseball season is in full swing. Literally.
Go Lugnuts and that cute little slugger #10!
root, root , root for the Angels and precious #4!
a little hunting in the morning starts off the day
{easter chocolate} and german pancakes for breakfast.
I like mine smothered in homemade jam so I don’t really taste the egg part.
easter dressed and ready for church. (somebody doesn’t hide his feelings very well.)
first talk in church for this girl. she was amazing.
ham, potatoes, asparagus, artichokes, strawberries, rolls, jello, deviled eggs …
…and cousins with dinner.
(note to self: new white shirt & weston=not the best combination. by nights end, the white parts were smeared in red jello, red strawberry juice and dirt, of course.)
little loves from gwen baby top off the night just right.
the remains of the glasses, the morning after the declaration, “You’re the worst Dad, ever!” and being sent to bed early.
oh the joy of raising a spirited child.
found this note in weston’s backpack.
it was from his buddy at school.
I guess they were not friends at recess.
now they are.