Another Lazy Sunday With Cevonne and Jose

Since I have to rotate my seedlings everyday Scott said I should just move the greenhouse so the bottom shelf gets sun. Now its not in direct sunlight so we will see how this works.

I thought the whole shelf would get more light this way, but we will see.

Meadow and I like hanging out in bed. I sit there while she tires herself out.

I had to put the little one down for a nap. It's kind of my thing.

It's nice that he can start helping out now. She's had enough times being nursed to sleep.

The other day Scott made my belated birthday cake. This year I asked for a cookie cake.

I found one on Pinterest that was a peanut butter chocolate chip cooke cake with chocolate frosting, chopped peanut butter cups and drizzled chocolate fudge. Yea it tastes as good as it sounds.

I skipped breakfast and went straight for Hungarian-style stuffed cabbage. I might be biased towards the sauerkraut-less Polish version.

Meadow likes helping me with laundry and when I say help I mean she throws everything around.

She always seem to be on an adventure.

We mostly lounged around in her room all day trying to think of something to do.

I feel like every year around this time I get cabin fever. The snow is melting so no more snowshoeing and it's too cold to do anything else. There's always shopping, but then we end up spending too much.

Cevonne texted us saying they were having a lazy day in their pajamas and asked if we wanted to join.

We were keen on that idea.

First we had to finish lunch.

Menard's was having their 11% off everything sale and we needed new ceiling fans.

We're getting close to having everything in the house perfect apart from the floors, bathroom and kitchen.

When we arrived they were more interested in Meadow than us haha.

Madeline was super excited.

We all gathered around the coffee table and snacked on homemade dips.

Madeline likes to join Duncan in the dog kennel.

Then we watched Despicable Me before sending Madeline off to bed.

Then it was bedtime for us.

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