If Life Were a Dollar You'd Be a Quarter

For my birthday we decided to go back to Parlee Farms for more raspberry picking. Brad was sad that he had missed out before. Sometimes I wonder if he'd make a better at home parent than me...

William turns 6 months old and Deidre turns 25. Happy Birthday!

David enjoyed seeing the animals again even though he didn't laugh quite as hard as last time. Brad enjoyed watching David enjoy himself.

Another shot of the six month old sweetheart. Pretty cute!

David and Brad walking out to pick some berries.

I was really impressed how much more efficient this trip was with my husband helping. It probably took a quarter of the time compared to me going by myself. We unloaded, enjoyed the animals, picked raspberries (more than last time), and enjoyed a treat. It makes me wonder why I do these things on my own!!

The loot--it didn't amount to much but it was a very lovely morning.

We spent some time at the Pheasant Lane mall that is just over the Massachusetts/New Hampshire border. Must not pay sales tax! We had William's six month photos taken at JCPenny (for all of those New Englander's this was MUCH better than my last experience at the Natick Penny's) and enjoyed browsing. We thought the Target was very interesting. It was on two different levels and had a special escalator just for the cart.

For Mom: Proof that I did not open it!

Brooke gave me a book and one of her famous hand made cards. It said "If Life Were a Dollar You'd Be a Quarter." I was honestly a little offended because I thought she was saying I was 75 cents short of a dollar (I was thinking 75 cents short of sanity) but gratefully realized she was just referring to my age. Phew. Thanks Brooke.

My Mom had a photo book done of David's first few days and of our BYU graduation. Brad and I were touched by this because we lost all of our photos when our computer crashed during the summer of 2007.

We had a lovely child free dinner at the Cheescake Factory. I couldn't believe how many people remembered to call; I felt really special. I must have had seven phone calls during dinner. I felt a little bad for Brad since it was supposed to be a date...I think next time I'll leave the phone at home and return calls later. Part of the curse of living out here is the time difference! We actually sat in the car and just chatted for about a half hour after we got home. It was such a nice day.