Last night Dale had the brilliant idea of packing up our dinner and going to Grady's favorite island for a picnic. Grady was our navigator...
Settling down in the perfect spot.
Grilled chicken sandwiches taste ten times better on a family picnic. The ants really appreciated our visit too...
Grady has to be bribed with potato chips to get him to eat his real food. Remember back when we weren't allowed to swim for 30 minutes after we ate? Well that flew out the window when the bribes turned to "Grady, eat a few more bites or you
can't go swimming."
And so he ate his few more bites. And then he convinced Dale that jumping off of the boat over and over again really is something fun to do.
Of course our happy little girl just relaxed in her seat and enjoyed her picnic of rice cereal and applesauce. This is her look of contentment after her belly was finally full. She is the happiest baby in the world.
Imagine his excitement when we got home last night to find this beauty parked a few hundred feet away from our driveway. I'm not quite sure what they are doing to our road...but I'm keeping my fingers crossed that they decided to pave it and just forgot to tell us!
Project: Redo the railings on our bedrooms porch
Completion Time: a lot longer than it would have taken if Grady weren't helping out.
Enjoyment: a million times better with a little helper.
Gail did every single flower arrangement and they were absolutely beautiful. (Just as I am sure Anne's flowers were...before she left them by the dump)
Backyard decorations
The dance floor built just for the fun occasion
The beautiful Miss Amelia. I think this whole marriage makes her my niece now! Grady and Caroline have a cousin!
Aunt Stinky and Caroline
Enjoying the dance floor
Me and my baby (who is sadly not a baby at all anymore)
Gail dancing with her "baby"
