Finally we had some sunshine here. And, needless to say, we did not waste one single moment of it this weekend. Madaline was on the back deck, at 8:30 am sharp Saturday morning, digging in the sandbox.
And, before we knew it, the rest of the weekend got away from us. We visited with my Gram, Mads got better at pedaling her trike up and down our country road, watched our local fire department do a controlled burn exercise on the abandon house just next to us, swept the grass and winter crud off the back deck, realized our porch umbrella needs more water in the base (*hint* Daryl *hint*) before we can use it, baked some banana bread and butterfinger brownies, big family dinners, and some grocery shopping thrown in for good measure.