After months and months of talking about it, yesterday was the day when we finally hauled out the garden hose and hooked up the sprinkler for Connor to run through.
Connor and I took a long weekend to visit his great-grandparents in Dayton. He grew bored with “visiting” on the sun porch, of course, being almost six years old, so he spent his time either playing piano in the basement, drawing dinosaurs at the kitchen table, playing his Nintendo DS, or running in the back yard.
Successfully refamiliarized myself with my late MIL’s sewing machine tonight, after not having touched it for ten years. Ready to ease into some basic projects… like pillowcases.