So now The Monster is out of school and out of sorts. We're trying to establish a rhythm to summer without doing too much. I'm trying to find the time to quilt and write without resorting to PBS Kids as babysitter. We're all searching out the summer. Here's where we are so far.
Last touches on that Shades of Grey quilt. I can photograph it now that it's stopped raining.
My husband's labourer, also a part-time tattoo artist put to work with sidewalk chalk and a book about pandas.
In all his fashion glory, this is my husband mowing a maze in the park across the street. The City doesn't seem to be quick to mow it this year so Hubby goes out every time it is sunny and mows paths for us to explore. The stellar fashion choices are always there.
My reflective girl on her 5th birthday last week. Okay, so I caught her trying to look away, but let me have the mystery of her contemplative look. Here's one way we celebrated her birthday.
My youngest, having ANOTHER fit. Such an impatient, stubborn, and tempestuous little girl. And she's three.
But she is also phenomenally silly, adventurous, and obviously inherits her fashion sense from her father.
And now, a whole bunch of pressing to do. I need a break from the cutting - my wrist was killing me the other night when I was slicing my squares into these. I hope I'm not adding carpal tunnel to my summer plans.
Bring it on, summer! We can take it.