P woke up with a nasty cold this morning. He had spent two days with a serious headache, poor guy. But P does not like taking medication, so even though he has cough and cold medicine available, he chooses to keep hacking away. As cruddy as he was feeling, P put the table together, and SS was one excited little girl when she came home from school. We spent about an hour outside, because it is a bit cold. Our house shades our back yard, good in the high heat days, not so good days like today. Still, we are looking forward to many meals in the back yard.
Grandpa's latest gift arrived yesterday. I have blue kitchen tools! SQUEAL!
From Sur la table, of course.