Mother's Day Tribute.

This one made Andy and me laugh until we choked.  

My mom taught me how to make yogurt, bake bread, have a garden, raise chickens, identify bird calls, and put rice in a sock and microwave it to make a heating pad. And then she goes and calls me a hippie. Happy Mother's day! Love you! 


Also, Clare and I took the most flamboyant flowers we could find to the cemetery, and we sang an Elvis song for my mom.  

New Haircut.

Opening Day at Knoebel's.

Oh. My. Goodness.  The awards party for the swim team was held at Knoebel's on opening day.  "What a great idea!" I thought, not for a moment considering that they were giving away 2-for-1 handstamps.  The weather wasn't rainy (for a change) but not terribly warm.  What WAS terrible was the crowds, however.  I have never seen such crowds there and I hope I never do again.  We were averaging two rides an hour.  Theresa waited for an hour and twenty minutes to ride the Impulse, one of the newest attractions.  There's no fun in that - for me, anyway.  

Although there was a bit of disapointment about why we couldn't go on certain rides, the kids still had a good time.  We began as we always do, with Mom taking mug shots of everybody for "missing child" purposes.

One of the rides we didn't have to wait for was the carousel.

She went for the brass ring.  I caught it. Heh heh.

Phil was big enough to go on some more adventurous rides this year.  I didn't get many good pictures but he really did enjoy himself.

Scott & Scarlett.