Legend has it that when Sarah and I were little we would look in the mirror and point to each other and say our own names. And then we would laugh. Yes, folks! Most of the time we get a kick out of you all not being able to tell us apart. Ya, I said most of the time. Sometimes we just let out a frustrated sigh and move on with life!
Yes, she still is our dog and no, she has not learned that jumping at people is bad.
Aren't you glad that you don't see that in the mirror every morning?!
The Whalen Plantation Greenhouse. This is where Mum and Dad spend the majority of their spring. I think it's the cutest thing ever!
Dad rigged this contraption up over the summer. It's a homemade canner. The brownish looking thing on the bottom holds a roaring fire and the silver sink on top can hold above the average amount of canning jars.
Your truly. No, I'm not sucking my thumb.
Mum is an awesome painter
This is part of our porch swing. We found out this summer that if you squish to many people on it. It kinda looses connection from the porch roof and meets the cement porch. Ya, a few of the kids found that out while sitting quietly on it.
Old Fashioned Day
This was taken a while back. He's ready to go swimming!
For the kid who litters our house with paper airplanes, a trip to the Air Museum was a highlight.
Blessed by the gracious giving of others
Apple pie filling, boy do they look pretty!
