
We spent the 4th at the beach. The water was cool and it wasn't crowed.



Wednesday we went to the beach for a little while and then went over to Uncle Jim's for pizza. It was so fun. We wish we could have gotten there a little earlier. Clara was just starting to get used to it when we decided to leave.


It was so fun to have some of the family here for Clara's birthday. It was tight in our little apartment but we sure had a good time. Everyone coming made it special. I sure had a fun time making the tissue balls.





I sure loved taking photos of this little gal. Thanks again for the great time and all those granola bars Michelle!



The transition has gone better then expected but not perfectly. I still think she is to young but I wanted it to be well established by the time John gets here. I don't allow her to jump on it but she snuck it in.

Yesterday Clara, Laura, and I made them. I wanted to get a photo of Laura with them on but she went down for a nap instead. Clara is really into jewelry so when I told her we were making necklaces she was excited. She helped put several on but certainly ate more then she helped string. The second I put Laura's on her she knew just what to do. I think the color palette that the fruit loops come in is pretty when they are both wet and dry.
A week and a half ago Clara got her cast off. Life is good. I talked to Clara a lot for about a day before the event so she would know what would happen. That the saw would be loud but it wouldn't hurt and that they would cut it down the front and back. As a result she was perfect. The doctor looked so worried that she would cry her eyes out but she was awesome. It was interesting for me to recall the smells that came along with new and old casts. They brought back a lot of very strong memories.


Kelly and I have a couple of potted plants on our porch. We are so excited about the tomatoes. Today I was surprised to notice this mushroom in one of our basil pots. Obviously I am over watering it.
Butterflies are known for their unusual life cycle that includes a spectacular metamorphosis from caterpillar to a colorful winged adult. They have an erratic yet graceful flight pattern that attracts attention when they pass. The Ancient Greek word for butterfly is psȳchē, which means soul. I particularly admire their symmetry and kaleidoscope of colors.