This was our first real weekend in a long time. Our first really real weekend. We finished the pier house two weeks ago but last Saturday and Sunday felt like reprieves - like maybe Rob was just on a pass and he'd shortly be whisked back to the land of leaky windows and creaky staircases.
But this weekend. This weekend felt long and glorious and like we had all the time in the world. We took part in a neighbourhood clean up, finished our own basement clean up, started some front lawn re-landscaping, drove around and looked at sailboats, walked to the park, restocked the fridge, watched an edge of your seat episode of Horatio Hornblower and spent all the moments in between reveling in the total absence of other-house renovations.
"Helping" put the groceries away
(also known as taking bites out of all the tomatoes).
At the park: couldn't peel her eyes away from all the other kiddos.
"What are those big kids doing?"
"Hey big kids, run over this way some"
Saturday morning garbage clean up baby.
Spring finally sprunging.
Too cute! You are too far away! She is getting so big. We need to plan a visit soon!
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