Huff and Puff All You Want

Remember that story about the 3 little pigs? Well, it seems for the last year and a half we have been living in the house made of sticks. Wet sticks, moldy sticks, rotted sticks, yeah they were somehow holding up our crappy metal roof as one united front of ruined plywood. One visit from the Big, Bad Wolf and we would have been toast. But thanks to our wonderful family members and one very skilled family friend, we now have a lovely shingle roof that can withstand any weather that good old mother nature throws our way (offer exludes tornadoes, freak astroid storms and hurricanes named Agnes, Andrew, or Katrina).

Excuse the profanity, please. I don't know any guy that likes having his picture taken especially on a metal roof during one of the hottest and most humid weekends of the year. Yeah, I deserved it.

The Crew taking a small break for lunch. My only job was to keep them hydrated and fed. Thanks again guys!!

Hello Animal Friends!

This past Sunday we took Liam to the Lake Tobias Widelife Park about 30 minutes from our house. I recommend it to any parent looking for something to do with their kids for the afternoon. It is only $4 to get in and he had a blast. The petting zoo was the best part. Liam loved to feed the deer and goats and they loved to let him. You can bring your own food and drinks and there are plenty of pavillions to picnic under. We didn't know this and spent $17 on lunch, but the food was really good. Oh and don't bring an umbrella stroller, it won't cut through the walking paths that are paved with tiny stones. We had to park ours and carry Liam when he wasn't keeping up with our speed standards.

Grabbing the bull, err goat, by the horns!

Man Work

Owning a house is hard work. There is always something that needs done. Isn't that the reason we have kids in the first place, to lighten our load? Liam is already training to be my landscaper. A few more years and I think I'll let him loose with the real thing. Our mower isn't self-propelled, but given Liam's current size, I say he passes me in height at about age 9. He should be able to handle it then, right?!

Helping Daddy weed around the pool where we are going to plant new grass. By the way, Liam loves to throw dirt, into the trash can, into the pool, at us, at himself. Dirt could amuse him for hours. But at some point we have to take him kicking and screaming to meet with the garden hose before being swept inside for a bath. Isn't it amazing how much dirt can get into a child's crevices? Isn't it also amazing how husbands don't feel the need to rinse out the tub after bathing a mud covered kid? I love to feel the crust and crunch under my feet when I step into the shower the next morning. But cleaning the tub, that's Woman Work.

After a hard day's work, Liam likes to relax and take a long ride on his trusty steed. He's a ship-in from Hawaii named Golden Sunset. Actually he just likes us to think that, that's why he wears the leis, he's really just from York and his name is Bill.

My attempt to join the 21st century

Hello everyone and welcome to my lame attempt to join the likes of most other twenty-somethings by creating my own blog. As Lora would call herself, I am also a "tech-tard" and lag behind greatly in all areas digital, wired, connected and otherwise. My phone is 2 years old and I just got my first mp3 player which my sister had to teach me to use. Since discovering I could do this for FREE, a word I depend on and demand when it comes to anything on the web, and Liam's baby website is approaching it's max "Free" capacity, I will now be attempting to keep everyone in the light on Flanagan business via this blog. I might even try to put some pictures on today, but let's not get ahead of ourselves. Enjoy! and feel free to comment, heckle and/or congratulate me for reaching out. One small step for housewife kind.

Liam brushing his teeth.

And rinse!