We're in the middle of about 18 projects here at the house, and boy has our housekeeping gone to hell in a handbasket.
Your dad started to organize all of his "gear" today in preparation for moving it down to our new basement. Basically, it looks like REI threw up in our living room:
...but at least you're enjoying climbing on the mounds of tents, sleeping bags, etc.
I also worked on the invitations for Granny Jack's 80th birthday party today, which involved a lot of cutting and pasting. At about the 50th invitation, I considered teaching you how to use the big girl scissors.
After dinner, we all went for a walk. One positive thing about living in the boonies: there's no one around to make fun of your fashion choices. So here we are, with our crazy outfits on parade:
I'm not sure if Amy's mom Carol ever reads this blog, but we want to be sure to thank her for all of the super-cool handmade hats and sweaters that are in The Laney Collection.
Let's try and take it a little slower, tomorrow, okay?
Love,
Mom
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