“You can’t stop the waves but you can learn how to surf.” – Jon Kabat-Zinn






We found a really fun pumpkin farm for a fall festival. It had a ninja course, zip lines, hay mazes, live animals, and great slides. But the biggest hits were the corn pit (they probably called it something more marketing friendly than that) and the tractor bikes. Every outing with coats on since, I find a steady trail of corn that continues to drop behind.


It’s a good day when you walk down to the lake in a spiderman sweatshirt and find a spiderman figurine wedged into the cracks. A doubly good morning when a heron is there too.




Ear muffs, playdates and signs. Cooper is finding his voice just like his predecessor, the dear departed Biscuit did.


We were having fix-the-deck-Sunday last weekend when the repair went later than expected and I had to put on my headlamp to finish. Mr. D thought that was great fun so every night this week he’s waited for it to get dark, and then asked if we can go fix the deck.
By the third night he asked, I’d figured out that he wasn’t going to be satisfied with my explanation that we try to do these things during the day. I set him loose on a board that I’d already pried up and removed the nails from earlier that day so that we only had to spend five minutes working at night instead of a half hour!


The sign and the heart of the week. The heart is a puddle of water on a slip cover for a boat.





















































