Summer is here! We spent the weekend porch swinging, hiking, sitting around, walking and gardening. Oh, and sleeping. Last night Junior Miss was in bed , asleep, by 8:30, just like Sunday night. And she woke once, at one, I think because her diaper had come undone and she was lying in a cold pee puddle. Poor Junior Miss.

Bill took a bunch of pictures of us on the porch, with Eva dressed as a baby should be, in a diaper and only a diaper. The only bad thing about this picture is that the giant can of Baked Beans on the window sill is just out of the frame. The giant can of Baked Beans is a Bunkhouse legend, and a challenge...free night to whoever eats it all in one sitting!

Anyhow, I also did some shopping this weekend, with Bill's hard earned tip money. I bought a bunch of tops and three pairs of capris and a skirt that EVERY one and their sister seems to have bought this weekend (our finance director is wearing it today, and the Essex County DA has it on on the front page of the paper today.)

Our pal Bob came over with his kids last night, and his daughter A. was thrilled to hold Eva. She's about eight and I spent one night over there in October with her holding her hand on my belly all through dinner. His son M., on the other hand, thinks babies are gross and all boys. But he still held the Junior Miss for about five seconds.