Day sixty nine

Carriage to myself today

Day sixty eight

I'll probably still forget....

Day sixty seven

I ate a snail.

Day sixty six

If only they were all full.

Day sixty five

Pop.

Day sixty four

That sure is some hair

Day sixty three

Day sixty two

Grace age 25. Sophia age 5.

Day sixty one

Day sixty

Another hand list

Day fifty nine

Tagged

Day fifty eight

Day fifty seven

Day fifty six

Birthday balloons

Day fifty five

Day fifty four

A little touch of culture for a Monday night

Day fifty three

 

Day fifty two

Pizza of all shapes and sizes

Day fifty one

 

Day fifty

X marks the spot

Day forty nine

Locked out of the house. Meant to be babysitting. Crap.

Day forty eight

Castle through the trees

Day forty seven

Bookcase

Day forty six

Swanlings

Day forty five

Camper Obscura. Awesome.

Day forty four

Face.

Day forty three

Conkers all over the place. Time to put them in a bowl as a decorative feast for the eyes

Day forty two

A family of banana eating tourists. Genius.

Day forty one

Babysitting is tough....

Day forty

Yuck.