Day Sixty Four 2013

Fed the birds. They should enjoy the seeds and peanut butter tomorrow when the weather is back to winter again.

Fed the humans. Homemade chili (although there was nothing chilly about it) was tasty comfort food on a cold, windy, wet winter’s night.

Day Sixty Three 2013

spring break!

It’s spring break for grand daughter Shelby and grandson Elijah. They spent the weekend with us, and they hung out with us today. iPad mini rules! Shelby has become addicted to Pinterest thanks to Aunt Kelly.

The Grandpeeps Knox, Shelby, and Elijah.

The snow melted in this fifty degree weather today ~ a good day to bounce on the trampoline. Superman had major static hair going on.

Sometimes when you’re small, you get bowled over by the big red ball while playing with cousins on the trampoline.

Downward Facing Dawg. Don’t you love Shelby’s hot pink knee socks?

We never get too old for bubbles. Shelby wanted to try out my ‘big’ camera and got some nice shots …

… like this one …

… and this one ~ a perfect bubble ~ and you can see Shelby’s reflection in the bubble ~ very cool shot, Shelby!

And she snapped some nice ones of cousin Knox … like this one …

… and this one. She loves photography and has a good eye.

They got in some jumping when Knox wasn’t on the trampoline.

Good times Monday! I hope the kids (and teachers) have more spring weather during the break. Today felt so good. I haven’t missed the snow now that it’s gone.

Day Sixty Two 2013

Peeps at Poet’s On The Square coffeehouse. From left: grandson Knox, hubby Neil, daughter Kelly, niece Julia, grand daughter Shelby, sister Jane, niece Sarah, and grandson Elijah. We don’t get to gather here very often, but when we do, we have loads of fun. And yummy coffee and frozen goodies. Hope we get to do this again soon.

Day Sixty One 2013

Ever Lovin Saturday

We’ve had some snow here, starting this past Thursday.

It started coming down again late last night.

We got maybe an inch. Maybe.

Really pretty. We don’t get big snows any more. I miss those. But we’ll take what we can get.

A bird in hand is worth four in the bush. Inflation, you know. I think these are waiting their turn at the feeders.

Since daughter Kelly and grandson Knox are visiting this weekend, Neil made yummy blueberry waffles for (a late) breakfast.

His blueberry waffles are the best. Did I say they are yummy? They are.

Grandson Knox didn’t care for any waffles. He just wanted to take his socks off.

We went to Starbucks for some coffee (what else?), squeezed in at a little table by the window, all cozied up next to about ten other people, and watched it snow. There’s something about Starbucks that just makes you want to kick back.

And fall asleep in Grandpa’s lap. Not even the aroma of caffeine could keep him awake at this point.

The proverbial blanket of snow, sliding off the hood of the car into fluffy white folds. It snowed again tonight and replaced all that was lost with a fresh blanket.

Neil finally got to celebrate his birthday this evening. He turned 62 on February 28, but due to other stuff happening in the family, we postponed the party until a more opportune moment which turned out to be tonight.

Happy Birthday, honey/hubby Neil! We enjoyed cake and ice cream and punch and a whole lot of chatter and laughter, as always when our family gets together. (Not that there’s always cake and ice cream and punch but that would be nice.)

And Neil enjoyed lots of cool cards and great gifts, which as you can see, he gave a thumbs up. Fun party. Worth the wait. Let’s do it all over again next year.
Happy Saturday, everyone!

Day Sixty 2013

Grandson Knox has no need of toys to amuse him. He’d rather play with anything that isn’t a toy. He sat on his ‘Pa’s’ lap for probably thirty minutes this evening, putting pens and pencils in this mug. Neil kept taking some back out, and Knox was happy to put them back in.
 
It's the simple things in life that are the most extraordinary; only wise men are able to understand them.
~Paulo Coelho