my sunflowers. . .

Something I can consistantly grow from seeds. . . our sunflowers.

Love them. They're such happy flowers.

I remember planting them in the back of our little apartment when we were first married.

Huge blooms that grew as tall as the fence that separated each little patio in the back. Then growing heavy and drooping low as late summer approached.

This year I chose a mixed lot. . . And am so pleased with the little guys. . . bright and light yellow. . . and wondering if maybe an orange might be hiding on the end on the ones yet to bloom.

Sam and Jack discovering a hidden Mickey in the little flower clusters.

Summer's beauty.

new in sodor. . .

Twisty turny track this morning. . .

Today, he loves to run Thomas, Percy, and James all at the same time. . .

A jr. Sir Topham (Luke) Hatt. . .watching all the details. . .making sure no one goes to fast. . .or bumps buffers. . .or runs off the track. . .

No, Thomas! It's not safe!

Getting excited and pumping his arms in the air as they go round and round. . .

Happy times in Sodor.

she's trouble this morning. . .

Too tired this am to get up and go for our daily walk

(we took a long walk last night with both dogs and the boys. . .wonderful. . .haven't taken a family walk in ages. . . and Luke was so full of energy!. . .he walked the whole way pushing his buggy. . .almost running. . .without complaint. . . and up the huge Zeli hill ahead of the rest of us without pausing once to catch breath. . .he's an athlete in training, I tell you. . .)

But, she was raring to go once we got home. She's been goading her brother all morning. . .

Pushing him around, ready for the gazpacho!

Taunting him, chewing his beloved rawhide in front of him. . .

And laying in his favorite spot in the house. . .

She loves to be the Queen Bee. . . and he indulges her without complaint.

'appy bert-day. . .

to our little Luke. The big three today. . .

And he's ready to start the day. He must have heard me with my bowl of cereal this morning. . . because as I started to eat my breakfast I heard his little thuds at the top of the stairs. . .

Cereals. Cereals. . .

And his smiling face at the bottom of the steps. Happy birthday to you, Luke. I sang.

No. No bertday. I like cereals.

Time for breakfast, I suppose.

elsewhere,in sodor. . .

Construction has been extended to the living/dining room floor. There has been many of these c0nstructions lately. Although, this one seems to stretch for many Sodor miles. . . with lots of ups and downs. . . I think it's the longest that I have seen so far.

Just how Lukey likes it. . .

sunday, in Legoland. . .

Wally and Eva joined LegoLandians today. . . spending much of the afternoon in search of treasures and trinkets for Wally's little house (which happens to also be the garage of the Lego Super Station. . .which has also been a fire station, police station, Indy's house, a space station, a prison. . . those LegoLandians are very versatile with their structures). . . Right now, Wally and Eva are hurriedly making adaptations to their new home before the big storm hits.

Lovin the creativity in the air. Happy days in the Zeli house.

having a birthday. . .

is like one hundred pieces of happy. According to Jack.

A beatiful day for our boy's birthday celebration.

Sunshiney. Full of friends (Jack had three special guests from school, and he was so excited to share the afternoon with them) and family.