So I took Kevin to Goodwill with me the other day. He resents the Goodwill, let me tell you. At least my love for it anyway. The charm of old things turned anew is a slight obsession of mine, but I think I could say I keep it under control (don't bother asking Kevin's opinion). This date with Kevin to the Goodwill resulted in a few casualties. The hat, pictured below, and an old chair that the farmer who owned that hat likely died in (or at least that's my story for the chair...every thing old has a story). I'm sitting in that chair as I type, with all it's orange and avocado hideous-ness. And I'd like to make up a different story for it since the thought of sitting in the final resting place of an old soul is giving me the eebygeebies (ignore the spelling and sound it out-thanks). This chair will not be moving with us when we take that step. Will NOT. You heard it here Kevin. It was quite the sacrifice in order to spark some mutual love of the Goodwill ;).

These pictures are of Gilbert family night's past. FFA brought a lot of blue jackets to town and tractors to display. If there's ever a tractor display, we shall most definitely attend. I'm finding it's an unwritten rule in this household.

Some fish watching and trail blazing at McNary Dam...

THE HAT

Our family night's even get as basic as playing in an empty tent in the backyard. Andy found this more awesome than the tractors AND the fish.

We think this kid is totally rad!

The End.

What did you say?! A package from Gran and Gramps?! But it's for Easter? I can keep a secret mom. Open it, open it!

Madagascar...looks like it's got a lion and other furry creatures, I'm sure I will like it.

What's this Mom?

Umnumyumyum...

Yes, I quite like those bright yellow packages...

...a little help, pallleasse.

Don't mind if I do.

Now for a little break to let the sugar of Easter settle.

Thanks Gran and Gramps!!!

Mom's always said Easter was one of her favorites.

LOVE YOU!!! xo, Andy

Today was Kevin's birthday and yesterday we had an early birthday lunch.

Get in dad, I know your favorite place!

Follow me, it's right up here...

Yep, they're ready for us!

I'll take the tab.

And that's how our dates go with Andy. Well, pretty close.

Happy Birthday Kev! We sure do love you!!!

Business in the front.

Party in the back!

The above mullet has been ordered to stay by the father of this child.

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I always said I'd never let my child run around with a duck tail.

My heart has always gone out for little boys who were

doomed to the duck tail.

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News flash:

I'm letting my child run around, doomed to said duck tail.

I only hope that he forgives me someday.