So, at Veronica’s birthday party a Saturday or two ago, as I was taking pictures of her opening her presents, I commented on how incredibly short she is and she shot this look at me.

(she’s not sitting down in that picture)

I happened to catch it with the camera and it amuses the heck out of me.

We had another great day at the beach yesterday.

I love this annual field trip. Kayak Point is a gorgeous park.

I didn’t take much in the way of pictures this year, because between Max, Clark, and the three girls who might as well have been preschoolers with the amount of assistance they required, I didn’t have time to do much of anything.

I swear that with the three full classes of kids and many, many parents that were there, 80% of the time “mom!” was called out, it was directed at me.

On Friday, I’m going to Oregon (hopefully with my mother-in-law if she feels well enough) to take a class on rug braiding! I’m SO excited! I’ve wanted to do this for years. My mom is meeting me there to watch Max for the day, and we have a hotel room for a couple nights. It should be tremendous fun. This will be the first year that I stay in a hotel at this event. Usually, I pitch a tent in the field behind the sheep barns which I also love to do. (Falling asleep to the sound of a bunch of disgruntled, displaced and complaining sheep. I always fall asleep giggling).

I hope it goes well. I have all sorts of ideas for colorful, braided wool rugs in my house. Nate isn’t so enthusiastic.