A day at the beach...

 

 

 

 

 

 

My week in pictures...

Took the baby to the U.P. State Fair...
 

 

Hello, Walter...really that was his name! 

Wedding in Kalamazoo...

How old are you, young lady?

 Stuck my camera under the table...

Like Mother like daughter...
 

Aunt Joanie's classy "red solo cup"


  

Dress up day on the porch...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tired on the porch...

 

Busy summer here on my old porch. Kids and dogs, family and friends, wasps and even a snake have kept me hopping! M and kids last night. We all ate Chinese then I slept with the baby and Lila in the pink room. M and I went to the salvage store where she bought a bargain food processor. The baby, she is two now but everyone still calls her baby, is so precious. She is smiley with dimples and so loving. She saw toys in the store but said," I don't need em, Gran, I have toys at home." She studied each toy so intensely but walked away. We shopped too long and Papa burned the chicken...M could not stop laughing when he had no answer to the question, "Why didn't you just turn off the grill?" Funny stuff...
Oh, the snake slithered between my feet while I took several pictures of this old garden chair!

I'm reading The Wolf Gift by Ann Rice upstairs and In One Person by John Irving for book club as my down stairs book. Both books need to get better. Rice's book doesn't have her usual pizzazz...slow and stilted. Irving's book is making me walk in a pair of stilettos. Ouch!

Pink sunset on Lake superior...

 

 

 

 

 

Ouch, ouch, ouch on the porch...

'"Picking rasberries with my daughter M...attacked by stinging wasps. Several bites on my arm and my left hand. Ouch! The fresh berries are worth it. I think. The baby said, "Let me kiss it Granny. I will make it better."
And this is not all that happened this week on the porch. Last night, I sat on the porch watching four flower girls dance, sing, cartwheel and run on the front sidewalk. M remembered her childhood days on this porch playing frozen tag and sleeping out on the porch with her sisters.
Oh, and I woke up two days ago to sounds of pounding from down stairs. My Hubby pulled up our much maligned cream plush carpet. (puppy training gone bad) revealing 125 year old maple hardwood. So after pulling 10,000 staples, cleaning and staining the floor and picking large area rugs it looks pretty good in this old house. It is of course connected to my old front porch.

Back on the porch...

  

 

 

 

It is very quiet on my old porch today. The Texans left this morning...early.
The ten ran in packs for the two weeks they have been together.
From our 10 year old to our 2 year old these are happy kids. Play til you drop is the order of the day.
I miss them already. My life is crazy, busy and wonderful with my dear bunch of grandchildren.
I wanted to post the back view of the kids because it shows me always running a little behind!