These Are The Days

My Cash baby was baptized on Sunday. It feels good. I don't know why, it just does. The godparents are his auntie Therese and uncle Nick.

All three of my babes have been baptized at the Cathedral (in St. Paul). It is such a beautiful place. I want to go there some time soon to take pictures of all the little details in that place. Cash started to get fussy after the baptism so I wasn't able to stay on after and walk around a bit. I've grown up with the Cathedral and have always taken it for granted. It is so grand yet I've barely looked around while inside. I will have a date with that place very soon.

We had a nice long Memorial Day weekend (despite my having to work 3 of the 4 days). A. was alone with the kids for most of Saturday while I worked. He managed to put baby Cash down to bed and have a bonfire with Jackie and Miss G. I then brought pizza home (mmm...) and after putting the two older kids to bed A. and I visited and had a few beers. Always nice.

We followed Cash's baptism on Sunday with a short walk in the park off of Summit Ave. in St. Paul. We then had family over for grilling burgers with my mom's tasty pasta salad (mmm... again). After the kids were in bed A. and I caught up on Friday Night Lights. Love that show and am super bummed this is the last season.

And then for Monday- After I worked I came home and worked in the yard for a bit. It was a fabulously hot and humid day. Could not have been happier! A. grilled up some meat rolled with Gouda and spinach (maybe? Something green, anyhow). Also some grilled corn on the cob and mom's leftover pasta salad to round out the meal. So tasty and exactly what the day called for. After Cash went to bed, I settled down to watch... The Bachelorette with A. (don't tell anyone). I had some wine as well and after Jackie and Miss G went down (after staying up late because they played so nice and quietly in the toy room all night) A. and I enjoyed a few more drinks- I stuck with a sweet white wine, Chenin Blanc (a little too sweet for me), and he with a mixed rum drink- on the front porch with some good conversation.

So yes, all in all, such a wonderful, busy, chaotic, fulfilling weekend.


The man of the hour, baby Cash.


A photo of a painting in the Cethedral, taken by my dad.


My big helper, Jackie.


Miss G in the wind at the park.


An abundance of tiger lilies off of the front porch. And my mama frog of course.