When your house gets treated like a holy place. :-)
My leg after (what turned out to be worthless) surgery.
A couple of weeks later at one of the places I sit at the most in the house.
Sam likes the Dragon Masters series of books. He looked so cute reading on the couch one day.
Even though it's just an illustration, the dress on the right had me like 😻.
Among the last of the backyard playtimes at this house. :-(
The heart of our home, where I spent so much time over the previous eight years. I was getting ready to say good-bye to it all and it wasn't easy. Being the introverted homebody that I am, I get seriously attached to where I live.
Sam and his neighbor-friend Jake who came over a lot. I was sad that this was one of the last times they'd hang out together.
I'll always have a soft spot for Peter Rabbit.
John's spring band concert.
Do you see him?
Center of the second to last row, blowing on his trombone.
I miss our oversized garage. We now have a two-car garage and it isn't as easy to get in and out of. Also, I now appreciate the benefits of a front-facing garage instead of a side one, even though it isn't as aesthetically pleasing. Front-facing is much easier to get into and out of. (I'm still glad that our new house has a side-facing garage, though...even if it did take out the rearview mirror of Peter's brand-new car a few months ago! 😮)
I didn't run over that bike, BTW.
We went on a Saturday to play on the playground at Sam's school. Here he is in front of his classroom window.
We went on a Saturday to play on the playground at Sam's school. Here he is in front of his classroom window.
We miss Shimek! It was a great little school. Sam has missed it a lot this year.
A big Hot Wheels track that Sam designed and built in the living room.
Putting together his new Minecraft set from the Lego Store at the Mall of America in Minneapolis (post to come about that next week).
Done!
I discovered this soda at Trader Joe's last spring. It's good!
Pretty miniature roses from Trader Joe's.
One of John's favorite treats is these frosted sugar cookies from (where else?) Trader Joe's.
Good-bye Iowa City Press-Citizen; I'll miss reading you twice a week.
Sometimes I wish I could dress like this every day (minus the hat--I look bad in them).
A thank-you card for Sam's piano teacher, with the smoldering gaze of Ross Poldark peeking out from behind.
I miss our neighborhood.
😊 and 😢
Another view to miss.
Apologies in advance that many of my May and June posts will have a heavy dose of nostalgia and sentimentality in them. It cannot be helped!
