SOooo, how 'bout those Mets? Just kidding. I don't even know what that means. It's just something one of my favorite people (you reading this?) and I used to say to each other after long awkward (not too awkward) silences, or when we had nothing else to say. It seemed to fit here. No? Confused? Bored? Wondering why you bothered to stop by? Join the club.
But since you're already here and all I guess I should do something to entertain you, cause that is what a good hostess does, and I'm nothing if I'm not a good hostess! So do sit down, have a cookie (heaven knows I just baked 8 batches - seriously. I did.), and let me pull out my photo album...let's see...where DID I put it? I'm just positive you'll want to see all the things we've been doing lately. Aw, here it is.
Samera tried and tried, and finally learned to blow a bubble (much to the delight of her little brother):
Same goes for riding a bike:
What? You really should be going? No, no. Sit down. Here's something you won't want to miss. Ty working on his motorcycle...and Sylas adding some finishing touches of his own:
Huh? You think you hear your mother calling you for dinner? Just a few more. You'll really be sorry if you don't see these. You see, Saylor finished soccer finally:
and Ty and I tiled our kitchen back splash (a mere 2 years after the counter was installed). If you look closely you'll notice the oven clock says 10:02 p.m. (and that's when we started tiling), as I know you're wondering how we find time to spend, one-on-one, to tackle romantic projects like these:
I know you really must be going, but do let's have a look at a few more before you leave. I don't want you having any regrets. I know you'll agree that these pictures of the crazy-A storm we had the other day are worth seeing. Samera ran to rescue Sylas' bike from certain ruin, and then I captured her expression as my explanation that rain doesn't melt bikes or houses or cars soaked in to her already soaked head, and Saylor after five seconds of fetching something in the rain. I told you it was a wild storm:
Did you say your house is on fire? Well then I suppose we really only have time for one more. Which reminds me, we had a bonfire/weed-burning party in our back yard. You should have seen it (and WHY is this paragraph underlined, pray tell?):
Are you sure you have to go so soon? Alright. Do come back again! I have plenty of family photos to share, and even more cookies!
Tootle-loo!