Couple of photos from the evening, before my fingers got too numb from the cold.
September's a busy month in our house.
Found on my hard drive...
We spent a couple of very short days in and around the Chicago area with family.
Pillow pets, country drives and some yummy food stuffs.
Random shots from a trip to and from Wilmington.
A box of chalk and a lot of imagination.
Cupcakes, sunshine, making things and being outdoors.
Cool salads, fake mustachio, making things, fluffy white clouds on a blue sky and trips to the library.
Soft things, crafty projects and surviving the never-ending days of clouds and rain.
Waiting for the bus.
Belated birthday party for the 14 year-old.
Photos up to Friday of our vacation.
Em's first violin concert.
Photos taken on a snowy Sunday afternoon.
I've missed a few weeks, so here's the big dump!
Halloween leftovers.
Jaunelle's birthday
An hour spent at the zoo.
After missing last week, celldump returns with part 9 in the series.
Part 2 of the birthday celebration.
Scanned photos of baby Em.
A very low-key birthday.
Em and her violin.
From Italian food and sharpies to giant fiberglass PIGS.
Summer vacation has ended.
The weekend comes to a close.
A visit from Duane Peters to a small suburban town.
The girls finally get their own boards.
Sometimes fettucini is that good.
Photos from an old abandoned valve factory downtown.
Portraits of the children growing up.
Skating on the half pipe in Bill G.'s backyard.
Photos left on my iPhone, take two.
A series of found photos in which my children imitate hovercraft.
Old photos from my Oktomat.
A conversation with my youngest circa 2003.
The first of a long series to come in which I post the forgotten photos left in my iPhone each week.
Archived photos of the girls from 2004-2005 that I found floating around on a fragile disc.
Outside, on a board, in the heat.
A hippo birdie to the sweet girl on her special day.
A very hot, very relaxing, very perfect 4th.
A warm pre-4th Saturday spent next to the beach in Wauconda.
The yearly trip to Chicago begins.
First me, and now my girls. Welcome to the "normal" life of split families.
