we're americans all right

in traditional fashion, we ate. and, in traditional fashion, i took pictures. i got some shots of people too. :) giggling was in order, and we had ourselves a jolly shindig, just the four of us.

makin' guac

armchair love

mom's new garden! she's not herself without living things about her.

oswald (last time you saw him, he was in the window sill wearing a christmas sweater)

grillin'

and...

homemade vanilla bean ice cream!

joe tasting his ice cream. those eyes mean he likes it.

pretty self-explanatory

train - dad won, and joe lost...bad

my swede-man

again, pretty american (i know, it's not apple, but i just couldn't do it when there were summer fruits to be had).

Lord, we strive to remember and be grateful for your goodness to us through this country. our allegiance is to You - we are sons and daugthers of Your Kingdom. but we work and play in america for Christ's glory, knowing you have given us huge measures of freedom and joy by means of armies and gardens and watermelons. help us not be "grumbling israelites".