May Days

Dear May, 

I like you.  Let's be friends.

And now, the iPhone dump.

Ryder got his bear.  Or wolf.  Or whatever you get before you turn 10.  I'm a real active scouting mom. 

The trampoline that the genius of an Easter Bunny brought for the children got assembled.  And has been used every. single. day.  For hours on end.  

Fist bump Easter Bunny.

 Just another selfie-obsessed human.

 Super cute ponytail: check.

 What's mine is hers.  Obnoxious and adorable.

 Bless the sunshine.  And the swings.  And the fairy-dusted world that occupies this beauty's brain.

 Bless my heart.  You know I was hoping to keep that laundry in there for daaayyyysssss.

FYI: I put baby in the corner.  Double FYI: she deserves worse.

 Allen spent a week in California visiting his family.  So naturally, we frequented nasty restaurants on the regular.

 Memorial day was a scorcher.  And sooooo satisfying.  We got a glimpse into summer on this day, and let me tell you, summer is going to be good.

 Each night at 8pm while Allen was away, I received an email from him telling me where a new box of chocolates was hidden in the house. So what I'm saying is, he's dreamy and I'm meaty. (Not pictured, my one night stand with Le Maison du Chocolat, but just know it was life changing).

The End.