Peter made a case for a new bike for an early birthday present.
Saturday was a day of yard work and the reward a bike ride to the local grocery store.
Faith and her daffodils. These bulbs were already planted when we moved into our home 17 years ago. That a lot of mileage from those little bulbs.
We had such an enjoyable evening this past Sunday-- Talitha and James, Tibbs, Clark, Chloe, Gentri, and Priscilla, We roasted hotdogs and made smores and laughed our guts out during a rousing session of Campfire Confessions.
This was the moment Gentri shared a confession that involved Elinor and an impersonation and we were dying!
Unfortunately, I cannot share any details. As per the rules of campfire confessions, what happens at the campfire stays at the campfire.
A lovely day at the Tulip Festival. We missed Elinor and Clark, who were working (LAME!) and Faith had a track meet.
In the Secret Garden
Is there anything more stunning than rows and rows of tulips? I love it!
I like Cannon's photobomb
The Italian Garden wasn't quite in full bloom yet.
Ben caught some air rolling down the favorite rolling hill
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