Saylor met Big Bear today.  

Her dad bought Big Bear before she was even born.  He said, "she needs it."

Good job dad.

I want to be crafty.  No, not just crafty.  Crafty and handy.  And mostly handy.  So I have been wasting spending a lot of time looking at blogs lately.  I am envious and jealous of these talented women who turn furniture, or a room or empty space into something magical.  I was reading a "how-to" yesterday and I didn't even understand what kind of supplies I needed.  But the last one on the list #4 = handy husband.  Hmmm, you think Home Depot carries those?

Well, you can't achieve anything if you don't try (Saylor, your mom will say that a lot in the next 18 years).  Sooo, much to Husband's disapproving raised eyebrows and eye rolls, I am going to "update" a bathroom.  Starting small.  Painting cabinets and walls and changing a light fixture.  Seems simple enough to me!  If this is a success, I might make my mother in-law proud (she can build/fix anything).

Now, on to Home Depot where some poor soul in an orange apron will have to spend ridiculous amounts of time answering my rookie questions.  I will fill my cart with things I need, don't need and have no clue how to use.  But the handy husband I stash in the cart has a "honey-do" list a mile long.

Saylor had a little run in with zucchini today.

Then she made friends with the bubbles and tugboat in her yellow duck tub.  

Only to be attacked by blueberries at dinner.  

Blueberries 1  Saylor 0

Swim Lessons...

Focused.  Getting ready for the big under water dunk.  Do I look scared?  Cuz I'm not.

First Baking Lesson....

Saylor and I made peanut butter oatmeal chocolate chip cookies today.

She learned the first essential step in becoming a good baker.

How to lick the spoon of course.  Her round belly looks like she had bite or two (or three).

Drunk on sunshine!...or maybe it was all the pool water consumed at her first swim lesson.

Our future third baseman woman.  She tried to eat the dirt...maybe not quite ready for spring training.