This is the story one little family
making its way from the
salty shores of New England
to the suburbs of Chicago.
It won't always be easy,
but as long as we're together,
we'll find a way to bloom where we're planted.


Monday, May 23, 2011

It's a Miracle...

...but I finally did get them to come in for bedtime.  It involved crying, bribing and threatening, but eventually, they came inside.  Ben's eyes were rolling back into his head he was so exhausted.  And Molly is probably going to be seasick from too much swinging. 

It was a wicked good day.












Good Lord does she look like a Mallett in this picture! 



Wicked.  Good!
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2 comments:

Christine M. said...

That has to be the best swingset I have seen. My kids would be soooo jealous.

May 24, 2011 at 1:10 PM
Beth said...

I wish they could come over and play Christine :) This one has a smaller footprint than our old one, but it has more bells and whistles. It takes up a solid THIRD of the back yard, lol! It is mere feet away from my kitchen window, so at least if someone bashes themselves, I'm close enough to get there quickly!

May 27, 2011 at 10:13 PM

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