I'll think of a great title sometime tomorrow...

Thursday I went (for the FIRST time) to the Tulip Festival. It was all thanks to my bosom who-I-don't-deserve-'cause-she's-so-clever-and-classy-and-cool friend, Darcy, who doesn't mind a bit that my kids and I tracked mud-and-such in her nice van... (Maybe because I got a great shot of her little munchkin.) Right Darcy? Right?? ...DARCY???
Oh- and sorry Darcy, that I was such a poop. I forgot to tell you that I was up late reading Tolstoy's "Anna Karenina". Doesn't that make me sound SMART? (Thanks for letting me borrow it, Sara. It'll impress my friend Darcy.)

My favorite color was the bright orange-

Brenda was a bit of a stinker. She is getting sick of me with a camera, poor girl...She'll learn that this won't stop me from clicking. Here I said, "Brenda DANCE!"
Suzie just continues to be edible. Not long after this shot she fell down in the mud and, as a lady should be, was quite put out. I'm bummed I didn't get a shot of that...I knew Garret would have HATED the trip so he stayed home. Here's one of my favorite oldie pics of the boy-Everyone be happy for Garret since today he got a new trampoline.


So Darcy, what are we doin' next?

Has anyone noticed that I like to post pics and not a lot of gab? I am far too aware of my tendency to ramble so I'm careful. I don't want this to be like my pre-teen journal where I would take 14 pages to explain a crush or how one of my brothers is a poo-poo head...