Rainy Morning

Gentle breezes

Ben discovers that Sam is a delicate flower, who reacts to puffs of air with gasps in glee.


Matching Brothers

Look at my adorable boys in matching sweaters!

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Lest you be deceived, this is what it took to get that photo:

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There are more outtakes in my flickr stream if you want to see how complicated taking their picture can be. 

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Sunbeam Story Time

Jack came home from church brimming with excitement to share the story they learned in class (called Sunbeams).  It's a familiar story, but with extended edition directorial cut.


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Cause I'm a womaaaaaan

Look what I did during naptime:

Ben kindly entertained the kids/put them to sleep while I changed out the faucet in the hall bath.  Not only was it ugly, Jack couldn't turn it on by himself.  Every single time he washes hands, I thought "Man, I need to replace this faucet so I don't have to get off my butt."   It's finally done after 8 months of procrastination. This is why we knew not to get a fixer upper when we were shopping for a new house.  We don't roll that way.

There were some hard to reach nuts and bolts corroded stuck.  I started to distress.  Then I sliced those suckers off with my Dremel tool.

There were leaks all over when testing.  But then I brought back my dialysis plumbing skillz, ID'd the culprits and wrenched the crap out of them.  (Good thing too, because my next troubleshooting step while hooking up in the ICU was to say "Screw it" and make a fancy drip catcher out of an eye-shield mask to guide the water down a drain.  That's only a good a few hours of treatment while I monitor for flooding.)

W-O-M-A-N!

Home improvement

We had our trees trimmed this week. They look so much better (and safer).

Hunt for glasses.

I've been shopping for months for new frames. After two rounds of try-ons from Warby Parker and browsing Target, I ordered a third round, as well as try on kits from three other companies. WP started a trend and now there are are at least a dozen copy cats. The problem is now that I like too many of them . . .