A visit with Grandma/Nana/Gran or whichever title is chosen...

Gran from Ryan's side came up to Revelstoke for a visit this weekend and graciously facilitated Ann-Marie and I to go down to the music festival on Saturday to cut a rug sans baby! It was such a fun time, it gave us a whole new appreciation of freedom and being able to get out on a date and dance our faces off! Of course we were checking the cell phone every five minutes to see if Gran had called... But it was a gas. We also had a fun day climbing yesterday, goading and cajoling John into taking whippers, which he did bravely.

Look at the camera! Look at the camera!

climbing with babies is not very easy

raised by wolves in a grotto...

all better

No photos of Tobin, just more of the garage. Here's what was replaced.

rebuilding the garage...

Here's what we've been doing lately. Carpenter ants have ravaged our garage so I've been busy trying to undo their handywork. There wasn't much left of the structure and Steve and I removed everything that was even remotely suspect - pretty much all of the structure! I think I killed the little bastards though so hopefully that's the end of them.

AHA! chopping wood.

This is my seldom seen husband and father of Tobin. But, not to worry as I have taken matters into my own hands and you will see more of him. ( I posted the last two also, just for the record). over and out.

who's that?

serious lawn mowing

Serious fathering activity, after rocking Tobin down for a nap.

Is there anything cuter than a giggling baby? I mean really?

Hot Hot Heat

Hot here these days so we're doing lots of hiding from the sun.

Tobin impersonating a seal.