Jane arranged some of Grandpa's peppers into bouquet. Torsten thought they'd be a good photo prop. He's the cutest lil guy. We had a wonderful time hanging out at Mom and Dad's house with him and Baird. Two years since I've seen my brother, whew, that's a long time. Hoping we'll get to see Torsten a bit more frequently. Jane would pretty much adopt him (if she could be the one to carry him and hold him all the time!); Penny was a little bit less enthused about her Momma holding another baby.
I remember going mini-golfing with Grandma Nomi frequently as a kid. Jane enjoyed it when we went earlier this summer, so we picked Grandma up and headed over to the putt-putt on Westnedge. Little windy and chilly, but I guess it's September! Penny took a nap on the way over, but she was still kind of out of it. She hit a few, but I carried her for most of the course. Jane got another hole-in-one this time, too. Grandma tried to be serious about it all, but it's pretty hard with a 5 and a 2 year old in tow! Penny woke up enough to want to play everyone's ball on the last hole where it disappears. Dinner, dropped Grandma off, and headed back to the house. Mom and Dad had gone to get Baird off the train in Illinois, and we got to meet Torsten-the cutest little boy ever!
Apparently it's the summer of accumulating tractors...and tractor accessories. I've dubbed this one the zombie scooper; Mike always has a grand master plan for the property--and a back-up plan for 'in case we're ever attacked by zombies'.
We hit the Indian Springs Spray Zone for one last taste of summer; it's closing soon. Girls had fun and it was a great playdate.
Mike and the girls are trying to keep up with the garden. There are tons of little cherry tomatoes... Penny still isn't really discerning the difference between the green ones and the red ones, though.
I'm a SAHM with two beautiful little girls, an awesome husband, two cats, and a house we're slowing making into our dream home.
I love to play with photos and save our memories, and I am fascinated with cutting pieces of fabric and creating something useful and beautiful. Handmade makes me happy.