Some things don't have enough of a story to merit an entire blog post but they're worth saving for the memories.
My step dad Greg is a retired Seattle Firefighter. He is learning to play the bagpipes so he can be part of the Seattle Firefighters Pipes and Drums band which plays at funerals and in parades. He brought it over to practice when they came one Sunday for dinner. I'm sure the shoppers at Haggen had to wonder where in the world the sound of bagpipes was coming from! Miriam and Gabe think they're way too loud and run screaming with covered ears whenever the bagpipes come out.
We call this "The Natural". Someday, people are going to hear Anastaya play the piano and think, "Some people are just gifted." We know the true story. She spends hours at the piano practicing. She's started using a blindfold to help herself memorize the location of all the keys.
Dode hard at work as a dad. This was one of Miriam's first times to drive the lawn mower around.
Although his pose looks very relaxed, he actually had a purpose in sitting like that. He could push his shoes into her seat, lifting it and cutting the engine, if she steered somewhere she shouldn't. He also used this as the brakes since her feet don't reach to the pedals.
Just what everyone needs parked in front of their house, a rocket!
Keeping the porch around the front door cleaned up junk is an ongoing frustration of mine. I don't think I've ever had to contend with a rocket before though! The rocket is going to day camp this year for our outer space theme.
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