15 years ago~

I married the man of my dreams ~ and yes, he had hair, and no, I did NOT cause it to fall out. I’ll leave that reason to our 4 ornery angelic children. The excuse for the fuzzy hair? 15 LONG (according to the children) years ago, they simply didn’t have the technology of anti-frizz styling products :)After 15 years you realize that a candle-lit shed in your torn-up, muddy back yard with a take-out from a restaurant rather than Subway, is just as romantic as the most expensive dinner out in town. Life is never perfect and it’s not the prize, but instead, the journey, that’s important~Here’s to 15 action-packed, adventurous years~

And another 15 and beyond more! I thank you, love you! I can honestly say no other gal has it any better!

pluggin’ away

Making progress~Mark was excited to clean out his garage for the first time~  honestly, it looks MUCH cleaner than it did a few weeks ago.  What will we ever do when its done??  This is Elisha’s vote.  The jury’s still out on that one …. 

enough’s enough

 

When you’re done, you’re done.  Anything can become a bed.

progress? I think.

At least all this block is good for a picture pose :)

Our Lego-land back yard. Since the weather wasn’t cooperative, may as well head to the bedroom- who needs solid walls in your bedroom anyway?

A few sparks never hurt anyone- forgive me Mark for refusing to hold the vacuum up there while this was going on.

Just another weekend at home….

the first block

Yay!  It all starts with a block, right?

This will be a backyard again, someday- right?