Thursday, July 31, 2008

The First Fruits of Our Labor

Here are the first fruits of our labor, people (literally): Will and this ginormous cucumber. Both are extra yummy.

Some more of our little Will.

Will with his mama, who, surprisingly enough did not do her hair that day. Oh wait, she never does her hair any more. Oh wait, she's lucky if she showers and puts on makeup...She's DYING for a hair cut! Any ideas for a new do?

8 comments:

Cookie, Jason, Olivia, and Mya said...

Well I am happy to see that I am not the only one who is lucky to shower and wear make-up. Kids change things don't they. His hair looks darker in these pictures. It seems as though we may get to see you in real life soon.

Anonymous said...

Jess you always look great! Your hair is gorgeous and Baby Will is so dang cute! I love the cucumber next to him. I bet it was yummy!!
So we are going to do lunch when you get into Spokane.
Can't wait!!

The Pyper Fam said...

You look beautiful- shower or no shower! Its the summertime, so I count lakes and swimming pools as shower time. Its like killing two birds with one stone, play time and shower time.

Ryan and Angela said...

It's been so long since I have seen you with long hair. I think it is beautiful. And so is Will, as always. By the way, you are way ahead of us. Our garden this year is so sad. I think everyone is struggling in Boise this year.

The Jimmy Harry Family said...

I'm so glad your garden is growing. Ours is struggling to survive. I think your hair is the perfect color and love the length. I think you look great!

Cookie, Jason, Olivia, and Mya said...

We will love as much or as little as you can give us!!!

Emily Carl said...

Jessy! Does this work?

Emily Carl said...

Bessy!
It worked! I love you and your hillarious comments! Will is adorable. Uh, his parents are pretty fine as well. I enjoyed the thoughts on potty training...I think you should think about writing a parenting book. How the heck are you? I am in Spokane right now and just drove by the lovely yellow and brown house down the street that you called home for so many years. I miss you my friend.
Emily