Old Neighbors and Good Friends from the Northside

Whenever we feed Theo and he wants more he throws his arms in the air and yells.

My old neighborhood friend Joel was selling his house on the Northside and we thought we'd stop by.

I had no idea his home was this beautiful.

He made a lot of upgrades to the house.

I loved the kitchen.

The refrigerator was disguised as an ice box.

This porch! Joel did an amazing job rehabbing this home. I guess it's already pending a sale.

Since we were in our old 'hood we stopped by to see our old neighbors.

We missed Wes and Sandy!

Sadly we heard stories of how the new owners tore through all the screens and they had children sleeping in the basement.

Still, it was great seeing them and catching up. Get well soon Sandy.

After a quick jaunt to get a photo I needed for a recent job, we drove to Excelsior to get some frozen custard at Adele's.

Over the summer I purchased an ice cream punch card to various ice cream shoppes around the twin cities. Some places I'd never heard of. This one is a classic.

They even let Brooke get a waffle cone. Sweet!

We had pizza planned for dinner so I invited Shannyn and Brent to join us. They hadn't seen our new place yet.

I went all out turning leftovers into awesome pizzas. Poutine and plain cheese to start.

Then Mexican, mac and cheese and pepperoni to finish.

Eleanor and Meadow couldn't be separated. These two just always have too much fun.

Hopefully we can make friends like them in our new neighborhood. Finding babysitters has been getting tougher.

Is that all your friends are good for? Ha.

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