...and another project begins

we're finally putting in our yard

gilbert is helping out; loving to dig in the dirt

my dad and his trusty tractor

So, we're in for it again, another yard from scratch, though this will be a bit smaller and hopefully easier than our Portland house. My dad came with his tractor to till in loads of topsoil Nathan got last weekend. Bruce came the next day to dig out the area where our shed will eventually go. Thanks to dads or we'd be hurting! I didn't get to help much this year, just had child watch duty but anticipate getting my hands dirty during planting time! Next weekend, memorial weekend, we'll be putting in sprinklers and after that sod. Yahoo a back yard is in sight!

the kids

Brother and sister

So sweet

Gilbert LOVES playing in Evelyne's "fairy bedroom"

Wow...I'm IN

I've been having trouble lately signing into my blog; don't exactly know why but yes it has caused a large delay in me posting. mostly because i don't have time to sit here and figure out what the problem is. tonight i just clicked a bunch of times, used the back button on the internet and for some reason it let me in....so, here goes....what's happend in our lives as of late.

Evelyne: she is almost done with preschool, has had a couple of friends from preschool over lately and had so much fun. it's weird, a different kind of protocol with school friends. you don't know the parents etc. just something to get used to. she is really growing up all of a sudden and is actually a help to me. she can pick up her toys, watch gilbert if i ask her and just at a general fun inquisitive age.

Gilbert: he is into EVERYTHING and is starting to say quite a few words. he is of course wanting to do everything evelyne and her friends do, but thankfully, and i don't know if it is because they are girls, they are so nice to him. the friends are nicer to him than evelyne. they hug him and 'baby' him and he's lapping it up. he loves the attention and loves visiting new people.

here's a photo of evelyne with her hair in rags...you know, depression era curlers, and the result the next day...i'm telling you you can't beat those cheap-ass rags!