Oh my heavens, I totally fibbed, 'cause look what I found on the camera card today!
A picture of two totally forced smiles, in which you really can't tell that we're soaked to the skin! That would be Elizabeth Lake behind us, and very grey skies above.
And speaking of grey skies, things were not looking too sunny for Sunny the Sunflower...
His wee spindly stem got broken, but we quick like bunnies popped him in some water where he's been rather perky ever since...
And now, just 'cause its funny, TankBoy HobbitFoot
Yes I finally found my card-plug-in-reader dohickey! I swear I looked there a million times, so the gnomes must have tired of messin' with my mind and finally returned it to my dresser.
But alas, now I'm looking at the pictures and they are sadly out of date:
Sunny the Sunflower here has grown at least another 10 inches! Yay! He still has that odd hitch in his giddyup there, but is actually budding for what might be a real live flower! Go Sunny!
And the Hubsand's handknit sweater sleeves have actually grown from this size by a significant number of inches as well. Go Suzie! (They also might have an odd hitch in their giddyup too, but I'll just ignore that for now and blithely knit on...)
And speaking of giddying up...
...despite the fact that my precious wee one here has a distended bowel that is pressing on his bladder, decreasing his bladder capacity to half its normal size, and now has to be on laxatives for the next four months, he's been displaying his normal aptitude for new sporting events.
At one of Tank Boy's potluck preschool classes we planted sunflower seeds, and much to our surprise they actually sprouted! We haven't had the best of luck once seeds get past the sprout stage, so I decided it would be best to snap some photographic proof while the snapping was good... And yes, I have named them Sunny and Share (get it get it? Sonny n Cher?), 'cause who wouldn't!? (Note: Share is the one missing her two bottom ribs...)
For Mother's Day weekend, I got what all girls want, shelves on which to organize our crafty crap! Previously this closet was a teetering pile of storage bins that had recently given me quite a thump on the noggin during implement retrieval. The Hubsand was tired of worrying for my life when I went to craft, and took it upon himself to find a structural solution. I'm pretty stoked, all my goodies at arms reach, with no threat to life or limb!
In fact the craft room was so organized that I had to take a few minutes and craft some knitting stitch markers just for myself... Ooo, pretty pretty beads...
With last week's video of superball madness, I couldn't figure out how to squeeze this in, but aside from running up and down the stairs a half million times, Tank Boy also went on his first REAL mountain bike ride as well.
He did end up "over the bars" once, but hopped right back on and finished the ride with a wee fat lip! I couldn't be more proud!
