Getting Back to Our Roots

We spent Memorial Day planting flowers. Chris made a pretty redwood planter and matching storage bench. Mercy was a super helper. We have a tiny vegetable garden in the back yard and have enjoyed peas, strawberries, and a bumper crop of lettuce. We're looking forward to seeing if the heirloom tomato plant produces. It's already taller than me and about 3 feet in diameter! (SS)

Funny Things She's Said

My favorite method of Mercy waking me up was kissing me all over my face, but a close second was this boisterous greeting: "Wake up, mama lady!" Also memorable was the time she spoke in perfect syncopation with the alarm: "(beep)...TIME...(beep)...TO...(beep)...WAKE...(beep)...UP!"

Yesterday morning she actually wanted me to STAY in bed and said, "Let me get a much better pillow for you. There you go."

While I was singing her to sleep one night she reached up and patted my cheek and said, "Another song, sweetie pie?"

One day she was having a great time riding on her toy car outside and asked, "Wanna ride, mama? I'm pretty sure it's happiness for you!"

One day on our way home in the car she was asking if daddy would be home from work when we got there. "Can I play with dada? Can I be funny? Can I be crazy? And weird? I like him. He's a nice man. He's a sweetie."