Too hot!

Far too hot for pants.

Happy Birthday, Friend

Today is the birthday of a very special friend.

I have been blessed with some very great friends in my life. And this young woman, she's one for sure.

A wise soul in a beautiful package.

She makes me laugh.

She inspires me to follow my dreams and put in the work that will make them a reality.

Her career in fashion design is one that many, many girls dream of, but lack the intelligence, dedication and determination to succeed.

Not this girl. If she told me she was selling clothes to martians, I'd invest.

She's always trendy - but never looks foolish.

She has often had to drag me into this century, and I'm always grateful.

Those of us who get to be in her inner circle, we are lucky, and we know it.

A heart of pure gold.

Combined with enough common sense to keep an entire tribe of morons on the straight and narrow.

You see, my friend lives her life. She has grabbed it by the reins and isn't afraid to steer a course.

She knows what she wants - everything from intelligent 401K status to laughter, love and creativity.

She manages to include it all.

Oh, she's a delight to be around. Inspiring.

Happy Birthday, friend.

May this year bring back to you a fraction of the joy that you so freely release into the world.

Big Boys?

Yesterday I dropped the Wee One off at Summer Camp with his big bro.

Camp is being held at our preschool - so it's a familiar environment for both the boys.

The Wee One was beyond excited when I told him he was going to camp that day.

He stood by the door in his flip flops and swim trunks until it was time to go.

My big, big, little guy.

Fathers

I have a soft spot for fathers.

There's just something about that tough-guy exterior crumbling when confronted with a wee child.

It tugs at the heart strings.

I have lots of really great fathers in my life.

My boys are so lucky.

I wish I had a video of this conversation between the Wee One and my father-in-law yesterday:

Wee One: "Would you wike to pway in da sandbox wif me?"
Father-in-law: "Me?"
Wee One: "Yes! We could make a sandcastoo! Wook!"
Father-in-law: "Okay..."
And down he stooped, to fiddle in the dirt with my Wee son and some tupperware containers.
Now that's love, I do think.

Happy Fathers day, guys.

Friday Moments

Friday Moments with Soule Mama again today.

If you have a moment to share, please leave a comment with a link!

Our moment is a friendship moment.

Have a great weekend!

Uncool

There's not enough coffee on the planet to make this morning acceptable.

I have irritation hangover from the children yesterday, combined with continued irritating behavior this morning.

And by "morning' I mean 5:45am.

Get UP!

I need breakfast! 

Think I'll go pick a fight with my brother! 

It is a cool, rainy morning. Perfect for sleeping.

Unless you're 4.

I feel like I've got nothing left for these two. My irritation and frustration is bone-deep.

Unfortunately, it doesn't matter, now does it?

Yeesh, what a dreary post.

Irish Fest

This past weekend we went to the Irish Music Festival with my sister-in-law and parents.

A good time was had by all.

There was plentiful live music. 

Music critic. 

And what to do while listening to great Irish music?
Cuddle with Irish Nana of course. 

You know there was ice cream. 

Sharing with Grumple. 

Sharing? Have you lost your mind?

And there may have been some dancing. 

A good day, yes indeed.