Little Dora's Birthday, Old Friend's Come to Town and Paddling on Mother's Day

I planted all my seedlings earlier this week. I assume the danger of frost is over so why not get them started early.

Meadow and I made momma our favorite waffles that we usually eat weekdays made with golden and white flour and quick oats.

They always make this during the week while I'm at work.

Meadow's obsession for pancakes has been replaced by waffles.

Breakfast it the most important meal of the day. Even if I don't belive it.

We biked to the farmer's market for the first time this year. Still not much to choose from. In a few weeks it'll be wonderful.

We came home empty handed. I was hoping for some salad greens at least.

Later in the afternoon we biked over to little Doralyce's second birthday party at North Mississippi Regional Park.

They must've gotten that idea from some other family with a toddler.

Doralyce has grown so much since we saw her last.

Meadow and Doralyce played with bubble guns and knocked over all of the bubbles. It was fun while it lasted.

Davin made ribs, which were just right. I think I ate more than everyone else.

The kids also got party horns. Meadow did not like the ones that made noise.

We also finally got to meet baby Harper. We really need to see these guys more.

Especially since word on the street is that they will be moving to Illinois soon. I'll miss these guys so much if that comes true.

After the party we biked over to Tyler and Emma's house to meet up with some old friends.

Ben and Jordan were in town from Seattle!

Meadow and June warmed up to Ben quickly.

We caught up on happenings with friends and later Jordan joined us.

We really need to visit Seattle soon.

We have too many road trips we want to do.

For Mother's Day I chose to take our canoe out. Awhile back on Instagram I saw some people canoeing the Rice Lake chain of lakes. I thought that might be neat to check out.

Momma even let me cast my reel a few times. Thanks for sharing another Mother's Day with me, killer bee.

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