Me and the kiddos at Nellie’s house on Mother’s Day.
This is Wally. I love him. He lives in Aberdeen and needs a ride to Iowa.
Pat’s hand. Getting better. But still has to wear his splint for 3 more weeks.
That splint certainly doesn’t prevent him from starting fires.
Bubs has been sick the past few days. Allergies and asthma I hate you.
This is Molly. Otherwise known as our cat. No. No I do not let her chew on mice on my couch. But I have made an exception for this gross toy.
My Angel cakes. On the way to a sister date with Holly. She was a tad bit excited.
She is also excited about our compost. That’s right, you heard it here. The kids have been so great with helping and it’s been fun learning everything we can and can’t compost.
Last weekend we went to our niece Erica’s graduation from college party. She graduated with a degree in criminal justice, is getting her masters in sign language, has like a 400th degree black belt and the cutest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. And she’s Hols best friend. We think she’s pretty cool.
The feast on moving day. Thankfully the kids had some friends come along to keep them busy.
More friends on moving day.
Mother’s Day again in Aberdeen. Caleb thought uncle Tracy should buy this for us for the farm.
Could never find enough words to say how thankful I am that I get to be their mom.