Uncle Jeremy, is it time yet?

You want soma this?

SOLD!

I finally found diner chairs and it was quite an exhilirating experience. We've had this circa 1950's table from Mike's grandpa for quite a while and we have had our wooden dining room chairs tucked nicely underneath it. You do what you have to when you don't want to fork out $200 plus for "vintage" diner chairs. I received an estate sale email notice the other day that pictured these beauties, so I planned my week around the sale. It was smack in the middle of nap time, but sacrifices must be made by all. I packed my babies up in 100 degree weather and toted them to what I thought was a regular ol' estate sale - Nope! It was an auction! A sweet, fellow bidder - and I say fellow because I did indeed become a bidder myself - noticed my confusion, pointed me in the right direction, and with a 15+ pounder strapped to my front and a 23+ pounder on my hip I joined the chaos. The crowd filed in the kitchen where I was standing guard by my chairs. I was cornered, my heart was pounding, and I was praying one of my children wouldn't decide they were tired of this exhilirating adventure. The cupboards filled with dishes - SOLD! The pantry filled with bakeware - SOLD! The oh so classy, insulated, drinking cups with fish on them - SOLD! I went head to head with "that other guy." My hands were full of frightened children so I had to give the nod every time the price went up. I was playing it cool. Didn't want to seem like I cared too much. (Oh, but I cared!!!) SOLD! The circa 1952 gray table and set of four red diner chairs! I was so into it I didn't realize it was over. I asked the lady next to me, "Did I get them?" She said yes. I asked her, "Do you know how much I paid for them?" Forty bucks!!! Anybody need the gray table?

A day in the life

Morning pool time at Tower Grove Park.
Morning paw snack - first breakfast.
Afternoon slide time in the back yard.
Another paw snack - second breakfast.
"Arts and craps" (as a friend's daugther used to call it) in the later afternoon. Can you count the misquito bites - they were a result of afternoon slide time?

How does your garden grow?

Well, this may be as good as it gets this year. With this 100 degree weather most of my garden is burning up. Tomatoes are still coming in, and peppers, but sometimes I am third in line to get to them - behind the heat and the slugs. My herbs are doing really well. That is lavender in with my poor, pale zinnias. We are brainstorming about a fall garden. Since I won't be seven months pregnant that one may go in a little better.

Aunts and Uncles

Hanging out with Uncles Doug and Jeff and Aunt Pam

4th of July music in Tower Grove Park

Olivia still loves dogs. She found a spot on the lady's blanket beside us.

Time for a little Moo, Baa, La La La

Joseph always seems just a little bit concerned. Probably because he is never sure when his sister is going to pop up and rip his sassy out of his mouth.

Family, Friends and Curiosity

I will admit; I am an amateur blogger. I believe that a good blog is supposed to say a lot with a few pictures and a few words. I will work on being concise in the future. For now we are just trying to get some pictures out there for family and friends who haven't seen our new Joseph yet or Olivia in a while. Also, these are all out of order and I couldnt' figure out how to fix it - again, amateur blogger.

Shootin' the breeze with Scrapaw.

Pool time with pal, Annika.

This was a big month of piggies - we painted our piggies for the first time and wore piggies in our hair for the first time.

Taking a break at the Botanical Garden for some snack with Aunt Pam.

Joseph is a lot more tense than Olivia was - here he is trying really hard to relax in the bath.

Our frog pool - Olivia stood in the same spot the whole time. She is getting more comfortable.

Still a little jaundice in the face here. This is about 3 weeks old I think.

Out for a little day hike. There was something very curious in the water under the bridge.

Homecoming

We are still catching up with posting pictures. Here is Joseph at a few weeks.











This is the day we came home from the hospital. Olivia spiked a 104 fever and we never figured out why. Her shoulders are all wet from a cold towel and her lips are all pink - she was so sweetly pitiful.