Little monkey

Did you miss me?

Ugh. Why is Blogger trying to force me to use the new format? I don't want to learn anything new. Let's play catch up. I am still 35 and fabulous. Andy is traveling and working hard (and exhausted). Sam is almost finished with kindergarten. He told me yesterday "Only 20 more days!". (Yikes, where did all that time go? Double yikes, I haven't signed them up for camp or swimming lessons yet!) Lily turned 4 and is mastering the art of selective listening. Aww, what an angel. Now, picture time: Sam & his buds at a rock climbing party

Building 3D shapes

Friendly game of checkers between cousins

Lily playing hard at the beach

Best. Birthday. Ever.

Turning 35 was awesome. My best friend from Vanderbilt, Carolyn, surprised me by flying in from LA for the weekend! She, Shanny, and Andy planned together and I had NO idea. We went shopping, to the Picasso to Warhol exhibit at the High, out to dinner, and then my first ever trip to Johnny's Hideaway! My parents were rockstars and babysat the kids all weekend.
The only bad part was Sunday when I remembered how old I am. I can still party like in my college days; but now it hurts a lot more the next day. You might think I am too old to behave in such an immature way, but you'd be wrong.

Hey- I found one!

I didn't think we had any pics of Lily in her ski suit when I came across this one just now. Better late than never!

Post-nap hair

It was good while it lasted.

Playing together and not fighting. Rare!

Ha! I'm guilty of this one!

Oh, I do! Driving carpool, buying groceries, laundry, dishes... You never know what type of treacherous weather conditions you'll encounter!