Oregon is awesome. I want to go to live to there. For always. That is all.
Grace & Peace
My 11-year-old can drive a tractor, and be trusted not to kill anything with it. How cool is that?
The elusive Aunty Raychel, in her native habitat. Just kidding, she’s in my native habitat. I am napping vicariously through her.
The trampoline at Disneyland–I mean, Maureen’s House–was the focus of all the kids (and their Uncle Lem) for about 24 hours.
This sexy man. Yummy. Wait. Did I say that out loud?
Hey look! A decent picture of me.
Aunt Maureen The Awesome.
My boy. He’s growing up: