Let there be light!

Hey, come over! I’ll make dinner. You can stay as late as you’d like. Till dark even. Then, as you’re leaving…I’ll turn on the porch lights. Because I can. First time since the great paint fiasco I’ve been able to do that. Oh, but if you do come… just help yourself in. ‘Cause we’re still negative one doorbell. Uhh, and if you wouldn’t mind…would you bring dinner too? ‘Cause a kitchen? Well, we don’t have that either.

a (second) confession

I apologize for all the heavy breathing in the video I posted yesterday. I had just ran a big fat marathon! Or jumped on the tramp with Brynlee; same dang thing. I remember when I was young and full of all sorts of vigor and vitality and could jump for hours. I’d pretend I was an Olympic gymnast and do an array of average and rather unimpressive tricks. Now it takes every last ounce of my exhausted energy to try not to pee my pants. This whole motherhood thing is absolutely beautiful. Indeed.

Look what I can do!

Jace can go down the slide! ALL. BY. HIMSELF. Really, he can. And it's stinkin' cute.
He stands at the foot of the wooden stairs. And screams. LOUD! Until somebody, anybody, helps him climb the stairs. Once at the top he holds onto the side of the slide; situating himself on his belly, feet first. Then he zips right on down. Once he reaches the bottom, he giggles, then makes his way back over to the wooden stairs. Where he again screams. LOUD!
And we do it all over again.

And again.

And again.

We spent hours of yesterday doing this.
Over and over.
He became quite the pro. Had it down to a "T".
I decided to get the whole thing on camera. 'Cause seriously! How cute is that?
The little guy, {seeing the camera} might have over performed. Got a little bit cocky.
DANG SHOW-OFF!

In case you're wondering

Why yes, our Sunday was fabulous.

We spent it watching movies, playing in rain puddles and making this:

and these:

Thanks for asking.

Hope yours was lovey too.