Joy

Last night I went to my parents house after work. I always feel sorry for those that don't have a good relationship with their family. Mine absolutely blows me away. They are crazy and sometimes make me crazy but I always know when I need it, they are there. And sometimes even when I don't need them they are still there. Work yesterday SUCKED but it all didn't matter when I walked into their house and all I can hear is "BETHY, BETHY, BETHY"at the top of his little lungs. I love that voice. I love when he laughs especially while hiding, silly kid doesn't understand that you're supposed to be quite while hiding. Yesterday he farts then looks at me and says "Bethys turn pffffft" while pointing at my bottom. I almost died laughing. I think I will keep him.

Jam, and our labor day

This is how we spent our Labour Day weekend. Strawberry Jam is tasty and very easy and fun to make. The little one is so entertained by counting the jars. "YAY YAY!!" Oh I love him.
These adventures are best completed with good friends and lots of laughter.